The best intentions, and all that rot. Everything I planned to do today, I didn't. All that work that I could have got a head start on is still there waiting for me to take an interest. It's going to have to wait until Monday, at least. Knowing what I know about Mondays, Tuesday is more realistic.
Well, it wasn't all that important anyway. If there's anything that absolutely can't be put off a day or two, I get it done. That's why I'm so productive at deadline time. The last minute is my best friend. There are few deadlines that require working on a Sunday. I was just trying to do myself a favor by promising to work today.
Something slowed me down today, and good intentions got lost. It probably started when I forgot to go to bed last night. When that happens, the surest relief is not to get up the next morning. I wish I'd gone down that road, because then I wouldn't have been fighting to keep my eyes open all day long. I might still not have got any work done, but at least I would have been somewhat mobile, some time during the day.