I'm a crazy cat lady. But I'm OK with it. Those shall remain nameless who don't appreciate my little cottage pussies.
It's too hot to do research.
I just want to plop in front of the AC with a never.ending supply of popsicles and beer.
Seeking motivation... If you have any can I borrow some?
This tunic reminds me Phoebe and Stella era Chloe collections-- shamelessly infused with eyelet. MMMMM.
It's strange- I used to be able to do work anywhere. You could post me on a stool at a noisy bar, a cubby.desk in the university library, or my bed surrounded by pillows and blankets and I could concentrate easily. Now, with no structure or responsibilities of any capacity, I'd be dammed if I can get through a straight hour of reading etc. without needing a break or temporary distraction.
It's a horrible mockery of these free months I alloted myself.
No responsibilities apparently equal limited efficiency.