I don't know what's gotten into me this week (or out of me, as the case may be). I've been lethargic at work, kind of dragging-along in general. Today, I was supposed to lunch with a friend. The plan was, as discussed last night around midnight, that I would call sometime in the morning, but not too early. I managed to wake up just before 11 — this is not early, this is late.
(OK, actually, that's not entirely true. I woke up once at 7, but that lasted only as long as the bio-break. Woke up briefly around 9-ish, saw the clock, rolled over, and then it was 11.)
I made it from bedroom to kitchen, fired up the coffee pot, and came into the computer, just as my cell phone rang: said friend, calling to see if lunch was still on. Knowing I was a good 2 hours from presentability and presence downtown, I suggested postponing. So not only have I been basically lazy most of the day, but now I am an exhibitor of the dreaded "bad call-back skills."
Would you believe, I'm already thinking of heading to bed, shortly after 9? Sheesh.
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