So tired...

Ever have that kind of week where every single day was long and tiring? And all you want to do is stay home and bury yourself under blankets and do absolutely nothing?

That’s me. 

Sadly, adulting must be done, so I may get at least one day this weekend for the hibernating blanket bliss. I know I shouldn’t complain. My life is pretty good but sometimes my body says not today. 

I am still deciding whether or not to participate in NaNoWriMo - and whether or not I will write for money or for art.  At this exact moment, neither sounds appealing.

I’m hoping to fight through the tiredness and get my shit together but man sometimes the blankets call to me.