I finally got dressed at 1:45 pm. I'm glad I finally did.


I'm not exactly depressed, but feel incapable of doing much of anything. I'm even dreading having to cook dinner and it's only 2 pm. The house was cleaned and tidy yesterday, but now it looks messy. Hubby is not feeling well either, but working again. His birthday is coming and I have nothing for him but a card. He has made reservations for us to go into the city on his birthday, but I kind of dread it. I have to be excited.

It's hard to type this because my parrot is standing on part of my keyboard, predo
m
inat
ely on the delete, backspace, and Enter keys.


It's too sad to put him in his cage.