I have some pretty good ideas

And I'll think of them and say to myself "Hey, I should rant/riff/write on that on my bog. It will be fantastic."
And then a few minutes goes by and I can't remember a thing I wanted to write about. Feeling your brain go soft is an awful thing. I'm not talking like getting a physical ailment that inhibits your thinking or ability to do things. I'm talking about pure l-a-z-i-n-e-s-s. Pure I don't want to get out of my nice warm bed or off the couch attitude.
And honestly for the past week I've been dying of the flu (yes, dying. Shut up.), but that isn't really an excuse for the past three months now is it?

I could make it into a GLORIOUS excuse if my brain would just sharpen up a bit. I know it! But here it is, it's lazy. It rests behind my eyes and just as I get into something it distracts with with some inane fact or tidbit of remembering about something else.

Sure you'd like to write, but you know you've got to water the plants. I mean, come on. They're yellow and dying. And they could use fresh soil, but it's still too cold in the house to really try and re-pot them. I wonder how root bound they are by now? Some nest of leggy plant roots desperately trying to suck water out of the very air that creeps in through the desert crust of soil that they've been living in for the past six months.
And what about going into the closet and getting out that writing that you did in high school?
And you know what's in the closet, those platform patent leather beauties which you could never wear now because of your ankle.
Though you've been running at the gym for a few months now and feeling pretty strong. Maybe you could wear those boots without a problem.
But to where? There's not much of a call for the discipline boots when serving up coffee.
Though maybe there's a clientel for that.
What is the cat doing? It sounds like he's trying to dig to China through the litter box. Hopefully there won't be a huge mess to clean up when I go into the bathroom later.
Ah, a nice warm shower. Then off to someplace warmer, like work. How weird is that, that I look forward to getting to work just so I can get warm.
But spring is right around the corner too. Not so cold out anymore, maple syrup day is coming up pretty quick.
I haven't used my camera in ages. Got some good shots at the last maple syrup day though. I should really try to get more photos. Like those nice ones I got of the flowers on the spider plant.
The plant looks a little droopy. I should really water it and re-pot it when it gets warmer.



That line of thinking does not make my mind sharp. It makes it lazy. And I should fix that. Just as soon as I get some more sleep. Because I'm dying of the flu. (yes, dying. Shut up.)