Let the whole world be graciously informed that I, the perfectionist workaholic, just spent an entire day relaxing.
Yeah. I used the “r” word in a sentence, talking about myself.
Insert cheering crowd here.
It wasn’t my idea, though, nor was it my fault. See, there’s this thing called reading. And when I’m not feeling motivated to do anything else (like, I don’t know, write a few thousand words or study for a test or something). that’s what I do. Read. And drink coffee. But I ran out of coffee creamer again, so the latter option is currently unavailable.
So I’m stuck at a little over 6,000 words still. I know if I just open the document and start typing, I’ll get going and probably won’t lose momentum for awhile. But I can’t get myself to do it. I would really just rather keep reading my book.
So away I go.