Yep, it's Day Three, and I'm still here.
I have yet to get back to my original schedule of morning pages, workout, more writing and blogging. All in the morning. Because my brain works best in the morning. It also works best undisturbed. Which is totally not happening these days, at least not in the morning.
So here we are, left with the end of the day bleh. It is relatively quiet (as long as I can block out the screeches coming from upstairs, they don't sound like someone's bleeding or anything). But part of me has already gone up to bed, and the other part is fiercely trying to drag my body away from the 'puter.
Apparently, the sleep-in-and-forget-the-workout me has taken over. It's been several years since I've seen her (probably back in the days of diapers and night-nursing) so I'm not as familiar. And I don't really like her all that much. So tomorrow, there's going to be an alarm going off, followed by a dvd. Probably Sean T and his Hip Hop Abs. Sounds like it can't hurt my shoulder, I really don't remember, but I've got to start somewhere.
Baby it's cold outside. But it's gonna get a lot hotter in here.