The plans I had for today, oh they were excellent….
These plans included;
– Finding the bottom of the washing basket..
– Put all clean clothes away, folded and all that crap… (I’ll put my hands up and say, hand on heart, i don’t iron cause I simply do not have the time or patience.. And my ironing board is too small 🙄)
– Hoover 3 days worth of crumbs, play doh and fucking ‘Crazee Sand’.
– Have dinner prepared by the time Harv was home (that’s my favourite one 😂☝️)
You know what I’ve actually achieved?
I had a power nap, had about 5 cups of tea, I’ve eaten over my syn count for the next 2 days..
Oh and I’ve seriously moped about how tired I am. I mean I’ve really felt sorry for myself, really really… Seriously, get the violins out over here 🙋🎻
Jokes aside, I really need to know where my motivation has gone…
Perhaps I’ll find it tomorrow at the bottom of the washing basket… If I ever find it that is.
Here is a cheeky throwback to that one time of emptiness…
Mr Motivator, where are you when I need you?!