I can't seem to get motivated to accomplish very much at home lately. I constantly strive for more, more, more at work, but by the time I get home, my mind is numb. I am in career mode, and I keep barreling forward and seldom look back. In my personal life I'm almost lethargic these days. It isn't my style, and it's beginning to get to me. I do have some obstacles, I'm in a dead-end relationship with a perfectly tolerable man. It isn't going to last, and I'm not ready to bid that final adieu. I just had a car accident and am awaiting the decision of the Almighty Adjuster.

Tomorrow is Sunday, I wonder what I can accomplish then? Will I work on my book? Will I balance my checkbook? Will I watch those movies I rented a week ago? In my mind, I keep thinking I should go to work to get a jump on the week. And you know what? I probably will. Why couldn't I have been a pirate?