I heard it raining outside earlier. Instead of taking the train into Philly, I am driving. There’s a couple meetings I have later in the day that I can’t get to by taxi cab. What is nice is my last meeting isn’t too far from Rob’s farm so I will just drive there at the end of my day. I want to wear a skirt but I don’t have any pantyhose. I never have pantyhose. The reason is I am too lazy to wash out my dirty ones. I am also too lazy to go and buy a couple packs but when I do, I use them up immediately putting me back in the same old situation. I have one of those mesh bags where you throw the hose in there and then wash them in the washing machine. I should just do it. For today I am going to wear a pair of socks and boots. This should work fine because the skirt I want to wear is long and no one should notice whether I am wearing pantyhose or striped knee socks.

Last night I went to bed at around 9:30. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I get home and I am exhausted. Absolutely unmotivated to do a darn thing. I thinks I have that Season Affective Disorder. Maybe I should get a pair of those light goggles. Yeah. That’ll do it.