Some days I wish were less than 24 hours
I always say I wish my day could have a few extra hours.
But then there are days like today and you know what, if it were over right now, I wouldn't mind.
And the thing is, nothing terrible has happened. Some annoying things, some frustraing things, but nothing too much out of the ordinary. It's just the way it's affecting me -- it's like today I don't have the usual resistance to that stuff or the gusto to get over it.
I've tried to restart -- the old make a list and try to do stuff technique. But it didn't work. I think it's one of those days that I'm just going to hurry up and end.
Ever have one of those?