Do you ever have days when the highest form of thought you’re capable of achieving wouldn’t compare to the sentience of a cabbage? I do and boy was yesterday one of them. If you had spied me sitting here staring at the computer keys I would have looked like some poor unfortunate time traveler dumped from the stone age and placed in front of the computer and asked to write about their life. Yesterday the idea fairy went bye-bye and cognitive thought took a time out. The computer held as much appeal as doing the dishes, I mean honestly who LIKES doing the them, and actual thought was like swimming through a swamp filled with chloroform. Let’s hope today holds something a little less soporific in nature.
What do you do when even though the lights are out you are actually still at home? Share the different ways to avoid the day of the cabbage.