Why is it so hard to be motivated sometimes? Today is a great example. I have piles of ironing to do, seven calls to make for a volunteer project, and all I want to do is cuddle up with a book and the dogs. And eat. (That Megace again...)
Maybe I'm so unmotivated because I have no externally imposed pressures forcing me to take action. When you provide your own motivation, it can be tough to get started.
Yesterday was productive -- I baked a strawberry-rhubarb pie with the farm stand berries we picked up on our way home from the beach and rhubarb from our garden. It was delicious with vanilla ice cream.
So I think I will cuddle up with that book and the dogs, after I have a snack. Pie, anyone?