I have the memory of a goldfish.

I forgot to set the alarm and without it, I'll sleep past the normal eight hours needed. That's just the way I'm wired, I'm afraid. :(

So, now, after having my coffee and normal 'get myself braced for the day', it's late morning and I'm debating dragging my sorry butt downstairs to exercise or just rolling up my shirt-sleeves and tackling the Filth demon that has possessed my house. Neither one appeals.

'ja ever have a "I need to be productive/creative" desire that lacks any forward momentum? I get this from time to time and it's incredibly frustrating. One can not be productive or creative without any energy behind it and wishing it were different won't change things.

For the last few days I've been flitting between calligraphy, decoupage, knitting and using Painter Classic/Photoshop 5.0 to work on a bookcrossing postcard. None of them is satisfying the creative urge, however. So, now what? I feel as if I'm wandering around a huge buffet, sampling the delectables and finding they all taste like vanilla - not completely unpalatable but kind of 'blah' and unsatisfying. :(