I just want to climb under the covers and sleep the rest of the day. Forget about finances and work requirements and kids and pets and exes and the lawn needing mowing and the dishes needing washed and laundry being folded.

I can't do it all today or tomorrow or this week, so I don't want to do any of it. It keeps piling up and I'm now I'm surrounded by garbage. I have no motivation. I'm not even stuck in neutral. The wheels aren't even spinning. I'm in park.

I really, really, really dislike this.