Yep, I’ve got it. I have absolutely NO motivation to work. Chris has the day off tomorrow and he and a friend are out in the garage working on cars. The boys have spend-the-night company, so they’re playing games and watching movies. And I played hooky.

I lied like a big fat liar and took the last half of my shift off because I could give a rats ass at this point. Well, sort of. This has just been a looooong, low-motivation week and today was just the icing I guess. God, I just don’t know where the motivation is going to come from to work an 8-hour shift.

I’m considering making a second office in the bedroom. Not permanent, just a place to move to if I need to get away from distractions. Maybe I’ll do like my mom does and set me up a little place outside. That might be cool.