The Investigations of Meh

[serinde]

I've felt rather low this week, particularly this morning. Some can certainly be chalked up to exhaustion and weather, and weather-caused exhaustion--the stickiness is overcoming my apartment coolth--, but I feel that's not all of it. I want everyone and everything to go away and leave me to my own devices. Well, not really, but sort of; and in spite of a reasonable amount of being home and puttering, I haven't actually been cleaning as much (other than the kitchen, which I have to, since much of the puttering has been cooking) or furthering my goals of making the place look like I want it to. I had been holding off on budgetary concerns, as the house sale doesn't go through for another ~3 weeks (presuming all goes well), but maybe I should advance myself a bit more funding for the sake of my well-being.

And then I look at myself and say, Self, are you really such a shallow being that you need a decorative shelving unit and some placemats and a fan to soothe your discontent?