Motivation. That is such a strong word.
I sit here on the couch, and I’m exhausted from working so early the last few days. I want to get up and do more things, like go to the bank, find more work clothes, finish the load of laundry in the dryer. But, my body is refusing.
I could be going through all of my things that I don’t want or need anymore. I could be getting out of the house on this beautiful day and doing something else. I’m not. My body refuses to move. How cruel.
Ok, 1 – 2 – 3 move! Maybe.
