Happy St. Patrick's Day, Hump Day, and Girls' Night Out day. I'm so tired, I have no enthusiasm for any of them. I could barely get out of bed this morning when the Bossy One nagged, and I'd be tempted to call in dead but I know the Boss is dragging as badly as I am so it wouldn't be fair to wuss out on him. We're both in a rut, currently sort of bored with the cases we're handling, just churning the paper. We need a new adventure, and there's nothing on the horizon right now. And I realized yesterday how very weather-sensitive I've become - I felt mopey and out of sorts all day yesterday because it was overcast and rainy. I've never been that way - maybe this is a new chapter in the Joys of Perimenopause. Whatever causes it, I need to focus on boosting my energy again. It seems that since I became more casual about my diet my energy level dropped. That's counter-intuitive since carbs are supposed to give you energy, but the more carbohydrates I eat, the more droopy I am late in the day. Today I'm back on the straight and narrow, to see if that lifts me out of these doldrums.

I'm knitting a big two inches a day on the sleeve of the Lo-Tech Sweat before falling asleep early each night. I fell asleep in the opening minutes of "Scrubs" last night. Pathetic. How will I find the energy for evening real estate classes if I can't stay awake past 9:30? And I really want to take some serious sewing classes. I never had home ec in school or any formal sewing lessons at all, and I'm so envious of people like Mariko who can whip up the cutest things on a whim. I have all sorts of ideas bouncing around in my head, and no confidence in my skills to execute them. So it's time to pull my head out of my Clavin (rerun of Cheers) and focus on changing my habits and boosting my energy, so I can accomplish the things I want to do. I'll be so glad when Daylight Savings Time arrives - I always feel more energized when it's still sunny when I get home from work.

So there you have it, my early morning rambles. Eh.