Losing Track Of Time...and Motivation

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What time is it? OMG is it really that late? How is it that in this time of Covid 19, we lose track of time? I have been self-isolating so much lately, I have been literally losing big chunks of my day. The sun starts to set and I realize I literally haven't done anything worthwhile all day long. Yes, I did injure my wrist recently and should be resting it. I have been doing light housework, like cleaning my patio chairs and sweeping my patio. I transferred music from my old itunes to google music....Now when I go outside I can listen to that music on my android mobile phone. Cleaned my dishes, blah, blah, blah. Nothing really worthwhile. Then it was 3:30 pm ...! WTF?

I woke up late and that's okay. My amazon delivery showed up at my door early...Yay. I Took my daily temperature and at first began to panic a bit. It was a bit high and I checked twice, then a third time which dropped more. Then I recalibrated my thermometre and came up with the same temperature as test number three. Whew....normal. I did have a few sips of coffee and and a hot flash - screw you menopause - so we will retest tomorrow... In the meantime I have made a few masks to wear out in the evil world to avoid catching the "Beast" as Chris Cuomo calls it on CNN. I have listened to some old CDs and generally not really eaten all day. Pretty pathetic. Most likely boredom. I am working Wednesday through to Friday. Hopefully that will pick me up a bit.

Anyways, not much going on today. Making dinner is next before retiring for the evening with some Wordscapes word game fun and tv. Sad but true, I am out of energy today....Until tomorrow.....

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