All by myself

Since last Wednesday, I have been on my own. Kevin has been in Puerto Rico with the men's bball team as the radio engineer. If you know me, you know that I enjoy my time to myself, so I was looking forward to a few days alone. I went Christmas shopping with a friend and her daughter, assisted with a Mary Kay event, and did a few errands.

In general though, I was amazingly unproductive.

Whenever Kevin has a day to himself, I always come home and he's done something around the house, no matter how small. He likes to make a list and check things off. Maybe this was my problem; I had no list. There were many things I thought to do, randomly, as I walked by a pile of items, a wall with peeling paint, a cluttered room, but I just couldn't seem to get my act together. I felt I needed to stock up on loafing, as I have not done much of it lately and don't foresee much of it in the future, given the impending holiday season.

And, also typical of me, given Kevin's return today, I ran around and did a few things yesterday at the last minute so it wouldn't look like I was a complete slacker. Made some homemade soup, did some laundry, organized some MK stuff...nothing earth-shattering.

I think it all comes back to the fact that my main fuel is guilt, and with no one around to judge me, I had no motivation. I am a sad, sad person.