The Postman Rings Twice

The weather is not letting up this week. Stormy. Hmmmm. Not willing to tolerate the treadmill for three miles yesterday, I ventured forth. As I drove home from tutoring my student, I thought I might just be able to dress and beat the gathering storm. No such luck. As I ran, I thought about a great many things, but mostly I thought about the sleet blowing up my nose. Then, just after connecting with the Larkspur trail that ventures behind the residential area, the sun came out, a Jason Mraz song started playing, and I felt great for about three whole minutes. The wind was still blowing during my return home, but I felt a moment of triumph. Oh, I forgot to mention: I WENT OUT 45 SECONDS FASTER. Yep.

Today, I have no focus. I feel adrift. I have this job application to finish. I am frustrated because I have applied to this institution before, and they seem to have lost my info., so now I have to go through the tedious process of re-entering addresses, phone numbers. That made me lose focus even more. So, now I have decided to clean things, and even then I lose focus. I started washing the couch and left the water running in the sink because I was also doing the dishes and cleaning off the counters. Meanwhile, I started to prep for vacuuming my bedroom. You might say I have an attention problem. And now here I am writing, hoping for some sort of relief or inspiration. I feel a lack of inspiration in nearly every activity: teaching, job application, homework, preparing house for new house mate, the weekend. Blech. I need to run 2 miles today, too. I think I'll like that. I need some soccer. I need some adventure. And honestly, I can't even talk about politics anymore. It is making me apathetic, too. Not a good trend here. Reading Ellen Degeneres, bu that is kind of like chewing gum instead of eating dinner. Keeps you busy for awhile , but not satisfying.