Procrastinating…

So, ya’ll, today I’m in a funk.  A big old poor pitiful me funk.  I will first off blame it on my bad dream last night. 

Basically, all of my cute Godchildren were scary children in weird masks—the kind of weird masks that the men wear on the floats in Mardi Gras parades.  You know, the plain face masks, that are supposed to be ‘flesh’ colored and just cover who you really are, with the ginormo eye holes…well, yeah, little cute babies covered in those things.  That is a little frightening. 

However, that wasn’t the worst of it…it got worse when I went into my room to hide from them, looked down at the floor, and saw a big giant 6 ft long snake.  Glanced at it, it lunged at me, and that is the point where I woke myself up.  You know, cause I do that in my bad dreams.  If something funky is about to happen, I will bust out of that thing really quick.  I’m awake as fast as lightning!  It was 4:21 am when that happened.  Needless to say that sleep did not come for the remaining 39 minutes of my night.

Now, I’m at work in a funky mood.  (Can I go biblical and say it’s all because of that evil serpent in my dream—SATAN attacks people—warfare is no joke!) 

I guess my main funk is that I’m feeling lazy about myself.  I look at my desk, at my life, at ministry stuff and it seems like I’ve got a million things to do.  But, yet, I have no desire to do anything.  I sit here and blog, 1, to waste time not doing my work, but then again, 2, knowing that I’ve been stinking it up at blogging and doing things on my 52 things list.  NOTHING IS GETTING ACCOMPLISHED, PEOPLE!  I am looking at a huge ‘to do’ list at work, an unanswered letter from Kilonzo (that I should have written him back about a month ago), an order that I should have sent to Mrs. Debbie for some 31 stuff (yesterday), a half eaten apple to save my stomach from eating itself (over an hour old), but yet, NONE of it is appealing to me as something I remotely want to do, take care of, or even look at.  Ever feel like that??

See, I told you, funk.  I’m hoping that maybe mass and some Adore tomorrow night will lift me up.  I’ve also got some plans in my head I have been discerning, so I hope to talk to you about those VERY soon.