I got the front yard mowed, the trash cans emptied, and a few other little odds 'n' sods accomplished. I still need to go to the grocery store and run some laundry. But that sounds suspiciously like work.
Oh, and the writing thing. I am seriously behind on the writing thing. Even my blog posts here are suffering, and I just can't be arsed to do anything about it. I need to turn out that Tok v. CZ bit. I need to finish a Colt 1903 post that has languished, half-completed, on my hard drive for months.
I have been just phoning it in here at VFTP for the last week or so. Sorry 'bout that, y'all.
If it was December, I'd blame it on the short days. If it was raining, I'd blame it on the rain that was fallin', fallin'.
I don't know what it is, but I have got a serious case of the blahs.