I'm a depressed fool.

My wife asked me earlier today, when I got back from the gym, to clean the stove. I foolishly thought I could clean it wherever I had the time.

Boy was I wrong! In the back of my mind, I was saying to myself "clean it right now" but I'm a fool and went about my day.

I paid for my foolish ways this evening, and this time I cleaned the stove right away.

To heck with depression and all that mental health stuff, apparently I'm just lazy.