Funny how I only feel like life has a scorecard when I feel like I’m failing at it.
Went to tax appointment. All seems good. I’m apparently still competent at bookkeeping. I just need to turn in one additional piece of information then wait for them to be done.
I drove kids home from school, to two different social activities, and retrieved them from the activities without forgetting any of them.
I hugged my girl when she was sad, even though I couldn’t make the sadness measurably better in any other way.
The cat sat next to me and purred, so I must have done something right.
There were long stretches of quiet time when I could have gotten piles of work done, but didn’t. This sums it up really. Everything else is a enumerated list of specific things I ought to have done.
I’m not sure how exactly the day slipped away from me. I probably should have given up and taken a nap this morning. Then perhaps I could have been awake and motivated for the rest of the day. Or maybe not. Sometimes low energy days just happen.