I got a lot of work done today. That always feel good. Then I get home and my work ethic ceases. What's wrong with me? I have no energy at all when it comes to maintaining my condo. The only thing that every gets me to put everything away is that I have someone come to clean once a month. Well tonight she called and said she couldn't make it tomorrow after all, because she'd fallen and hurt her knee. I felt bad that she was hurt, but HOORAY, I don't have to pick up my house. I get a reprieve.