Too burnout to write a paper on burnout.

Problem is this thing is due in 14 days. Scratch that, 13 days 12 hours and 14 minutes. J/K. I don't actually have a timer. It's in that neighborhood though.




I thought if I started to blog that maybe this block would lift and then I could actually get some writing done.

Paul has now taken to ignoring me in the hope that I'll get started.

So far, I've pulled up what I had started working on early September. I stopped working for the past 6 weeks. Blowing past the dust now.

Spent the past 5 minutes singing "Sophie Jordan" over and over again because she has a new book I have to reserve in the library. Before that, I read (okay skimmed cuz I've read it so many times) Erin's story from Irish Hearts by Nora Roberts. Then before that I attempted the impossible and actually organized husband's closet. You can now walk and and do a full circle and close the door. Before that we did groceries. Before that I organized my bathroom. Then my closet. Then my car.

And now I have nothing else...well actually no. I really want a bath and a haircut. I'm curious to see how my hair would look like in a bob.

See now I have to do that now before I can write this paper. Cuz this paper is the devil.