Well, I'm up, but I'm strangely unwilling to do much of anything

I slept for nearly three hours. I'm not exhausted, I'm not particularly tired. But I'm also not particularly motivated. I should do dishes, straighten up, and get my laundry out of the bedroom floor, but really, I just feel like maybe reading for awhile. Is that awful? I want to do something relaxing. I'll try the reading, maybe listen to some music, and then if I don't manage to finish things today, there's always tomorrow morning. Yeah, right.

Actually, I can think of one motivator. Tomorrow night we usually watch 'The Originals' and 'Supernatural' at YKWIA's house, but I think A is going to be watching a UK basketball game on the main screen, which means we could come over and watch on my TV rather than watch on a small TV in the bedroom. That would mean getting the place straightened up. Hmmm....

In the hour I've been up

I've:

1. Washed both the dishwasher-safe dishes and those that aren't
2. Cleaned out the refrigerator
3. Wiped down the cabinets and kitchen island
4. Cleaned the bathroom
5. Sorted the laundry
6. Collected the trash and recyclables to take out

That's not too bad, really. I stopped for a few minutes because my back is now hurting again from all that, and I hadn't eaten yet today, so I'm having some Progresso lentil soup (I'm afraid I need to do some grocery shopping of my own today). I have the windows open. It's a pleasant, autumn-like day. The fish are cavorting in the big tank, happy to have light.

I'm going to take a shower, get ready, do just a bit of straightening up with the dining room table, make the bed, water the plants inside and out, and then go out and get a couple of things and maybe hit the farmer's market briefly (I need to remember a zucchini for a friend). Then I'll come back and start the game notes.