The last few days have been an internal struggle to focus on my work. I have to do this read through, but my brain is rebelling at the very idea. Frankly, a root canal sounds like more fun, and no, I don’t know why. Sometimes you just feel that way. 

Still I have sat my hind end in the seat, put on some headphones, and forced myself to do it. I’m still working on it, but it is going. I might be kicking and screaming the whole way, like a toddler fighting a nap, and that darn responsible adult in me is forcing me to do it anyway, but yeah, I can have a cookie when I’m done. Take that, responsible adult!