This has been a horribly unproductive week. Let's recap, shall we?
Baby girl and I were both sick on Monday. I dragged my butt to class and then straight home. I tried to write in bed, but is just wasn't happening, so I gave up and laid on the couch instead.
Tuesday was better. I actually finished my to-do list, started training for a 5k I want to run in October, and felt ahead of the game. Unfortunately, that productivity, drive, and motivation was short-lived.
Wednesdays are usually my most productive day because I head out to my office after class and work until dinner at church -- a good, uninterrupted 4 hours! However, this week I had a once-a-month group meeting that lasted at least 2 hours. I then met with my advisor to go over notes for the class I'll be teaching next week while he's in China. Before I knew it, I had a half-hour until I needed to take the shuttle back to campus in order to exchange a textbook. Spencer picked me up from school and we headed to church early. We had a great time socializing with everyone, but didn't leave until probably 8pm. I got maybe 1-2 hours of writing done all day, but at least finished the homework that's due today.
I don't know what happened yesterday. I wasted the entire day! I knew I had many things to do and that I would regret being lazy today, but I just couldn't focus. Hopefully this isn't a sign that my depressing is returning (or hasn't left). Maybe it's time to find a new counselor?
Today isn't looking wonderful on the productivity front, either. Between classes, meetings, and commuting time, I'll probably only get 1-2 hours of writing in. I wish working on the bus didn't make me sick!
What I'm really trying to get at here is that I'm bummed. Because of my laziness, I need to work all weekend instead of spending quality time with Adelaide, Spencer, or my friends. But enough of this pity party. Next week is a new week, and it will be better!