There's something about the icy cold of winter that makes me extra lazy. Keeping my new year's resolutions has become doubly difficult now that the weather has descended into a frozen, icy hell. I'm chilly constantly. All I want to do is crawl under my down duvet and sleep until days are a normal length and I no longer have the compulsion to wear long johns. Unfortunately, that is many months away and I have work to do. Important work. Work that may one day allow me to stay home in my comfy jammies during the winter while the rest of you shiver in near frozen vehicles on your way to work.
I haven't faltered yet, though. And I don't plan to either. I'm just moving a little slow these days. The cold has frozen some of my creativity and ambition. But I just have to keep persevering, at least until it gets warmer or I've slept enough to do a hibernating bear justice.
Tomorrow is submission day, and I have a piece all ready to go. Yes, I might be moving a little slower, but I'm still moving. And I'm not going to stop.