...but I have no will. It went out the window. I came home and was stressy about finding my boss, because I needed him to approve something tonight. And that occupied my brain for far longer at far too high a priority to allow me to do anything worthwhile. And then, the dramatic calm that came over me once I found him and got everything taken care of has left me in a little tired heap that doesn't want to deal with trivial things like laundry or straightening the bathroom. But, the maids are coming tomorrow, and I really really want to have the place in good shape for them (really, this makes sense, I swear), so I should probably get on the ball.