Return of the jellyfish
I was hoping that I would be able to avoid being a jellyfish like I was the day after the last book release party. Nope. I’m definitely jellyfishy today. I drift, mildly aware that I should probably tackle that mountain of laundry or feed the children. If I bump into a task, I do some work on it, but I can’t seem to move myself with any sense of purpose. I think more sleep is needed.