feeling listless

That Day I had an invite to go to friends house this afternoon, but you know how sometimes you look out of the window, you look at the effort it would take to heave yourself out of the front door and you see all of the things which you need to get done around about the house and you realise that for once the rational part of your brain has to take presidence. And if you're like me you spend the afternoon obsessing over whether you made a bad choice, only get half the things done you wanted to do and and up watch a DVD instead. And tell yourself that next time you'll just go out anyway.