I was so ridiculously unmotivated yesterday. I had a to-do list a mile long (okay, not really a mile. More like a list of ten things) that I wanted to accomplish yesterday, and I couldn't muster up the will to do anything until half an hour before I had to leave for work. And even then, I got a grand total of three things done. Which means I have seven things to do today, on my day off. It's alright, though. Dana wants to work on her Christmas candy today, so I'll have time to tidy up the house and get some gifts wrapped.
In the meantime, I'm going to lunch with a friend, so I should probably get dressed.