I've spent a month doing very little, so why do I still feel tired and lacklustre? I'm supposed to be recharging, but my battery is still almost empty. My motivation is low, as is my mood in general, and I'm frustrated because I ought to be doing more writing.
I wish I could reboot. I'd revert to the settings I had a few months ago, when I was enthusiastic and productive. I keep telling myself that if I want to be successful — in writing and other areas in my life — I have to put in the work and take steps towards my goals. Trouble is, taking action involves more than good intentions...
It's been a tricky week: my puppy was neutered a week and a half ago and on Saturday, his supposedly empty scrotum had swollen to the size of a large apple. We took him to the vet and she was amazed that he was so lively, since his temperature was a few degrees above normal. He has an infection and had to be put on an antibiotic drip for a few hours. They drained the scrotum too and it's getting smaller as he continues a course of antibiotics. He doesn't try to lick it, which is just as well because he chews the cone-shaped collar that is supposed to stop him licking, but he's a Springer Spaniel and stopping him from jumping and running around is impossible. Suffice to say, I'm a little stressed!
But that's no excuse. I've been wasting time on TV and iPad games instead of writing. I have a few projects I should be working on, but I've done nothing except think about them a little. I wish I knew how to give myself a kick up the arse — all I've managed to do is write a minimal to-do list for today, to make sure I did something instead of nothing. I suppose I will keep going and try to do a little more each day. Until someone figures out how to reboot humans, what else can I do?