Day by day

The days are either flying by or dragging. There is no middle ground. Generally it seems the weekend days are the winged ones. I suppose I should be glad everyday is like a weekend for me and I am not working but I miss it in a way. To have something to do, somewhere to go. But I sit here in the house, a/c on and try to stay cool. I hate the heat and humidity. I hate sweating (unless I am exercising). Worse yet it drains my energy and my motivation to do the slightest thing around the house. I haven't felt like doing much of anything for the last couple of weeks. I intend to consume large quantities of caffeine tomorrow and get some laundry done. Folding is my nemesis. I hate it more than the washing, weird huh? Time for some shut eye - last night I fell asleep after 12, dogs woke me up at 3 and baby shortly after that. *Yawn*