Is it still January?
Is it only Wednesday?
Am I still wearing pajamas that I ran in?
Why do I not like to wash my hair?
Why do I consider my bedroom clean if the bed is made? There are clothes all over the floor. They're clean, too.
Why is Felix standing on my toes?
Why is it going to get so cold again tomorrow?
Why am I such a procrastinator? The toys in my house desperately need to be gone through and organized. Any takers?
Why do I not want to get off the couch, go to the grocery store, buy diapers and fruit (we are so OUT and I have to go today), and go to the post office? Bleah... Probably because I'll have to wash my hair.
I want chicken. Why do I want chicken?
Why am I so bleah in January?
I need to see a daffodil...