Lazy, Lazy, Lazy

Today I'm having a "bad" day, which is what I call the days when I can't seem to get out of bed to do even the simplest of things.  It's 1:40 p.m. and I haven't even eaten anything yet, except a couple of chips ahoy.  
Well, it was four cookies, but it could have been the whole pack, and it wasn't, it was only four.  I suppose it could be depression, but I don't feel sad I just feel tired and worthless.  I have so much I have to do, and so much I want to do, yet I haven't done anything.  I haven't even changed the channel on the TV.  Sigh.  

I forgot to blog yesterday, which is stupid, because remembered several times, got distracted, talked to my daughter Angie about her blog, planned to go up immediately and do mine, and, well, didn't.  I'm 40+ years old, and I'm more easily distracted than my 16-month-old grandson!  

I'm not sure why I keep typing, since I don't have anything interesting, insightful or funny to say.  I'd do a book review, it would be tainted by my mood, I'm sure. OK, I'm going to quit now, before I say something dumb.  I do have this to say:  I'm very thankful for my job.  I think it saves me from myself.  I work tonight, so that will require me to get out of bed, eat something, shower and leave the house. Thank you, God, for providing what I need, when I need it, in spite of my best, or worst, efforts to ruin everything at all times.

My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.

Psalm 119:27-29