I tried not to work yesterday.
I tried really hard.
I worked at it, I did…
Yeah, see the problem?
On the plus side, my Cozy got a Chapter 13 outline and my website got a hookup with Tumblr and Pinterest.
On the negative side, I couldn’t not work. The little anxiety-ridden weasel in my mind wouldn’t allow it.
The fact that I need animal control for what’s in my skull is not an encouraging start to a Monday.