Fried Brains

I absolutely HATE this time of year. I finished my busy season at work. The additional work and overtime takes so much out of me that I have a hard time getting back into the swing of things.

I don't want to do any work at work, especially since I now have the most boring routine tasks to do. My house is a pit and cleaning sounds too much like drudgery. I don't want to sweep out the dust balls from underneath the beds and clean the toiliets.

Worse, I find it hard to write. It happens very year at this time. I finally have more time to write and my muse is silient. I should not try so hard to fight it. I think my mind is in a re-generating mode. I give so much of my brain to my work that there's not much left for writing. I have been trying to read more. And that's part of writing, too.

sigh