yesterday, when I wrote my first real blog (ok, I just copied and pasted a conversation about beer from yesterday) I was full of energy. I was driven. I was almost creative. I took the dog for an extra long walk. I didn’t even make coffee until ten am.
today however, I made the big mistake of sitting on the couch first.
I could almost feel the energy being sucked out of me. Like I was fading back into the couch in a poppy-induced stupor. And I never not fall asleep on the couch. It’s too comfortable.
We put on a movie? I rarely make it through, no matter what’s in the glass I’m drinking. (unless, of course, we’re watching BBC’s Sherlock, in which case I’ll watch all 6 before I succumb to the soporific sofa.)
I lay down “just for a second” and open my eyes 20 minutes later.
I mean, we bought it cause it was comfy. I’d almost rather sleep on it than in my bed.
But is that the trick? Just avoid the couch?