Tuesday, April 28, 2020

So, "quarantine fatigue" is a thing...

...and might explain my irritability lately. Maybe the root of it is that I'm annoyed with myself for not accomplishing more, and for gaining weight, so much weight, since I stopped working full time. I feel like a bloated pig. So disgusted with myself. Keep hoping it will reach "so disgusted with myself that I do something about it", but I don't seem to be quite there yet, ugh.
And SO unmotivated in general. STILL haven't found my 2018 W2. I'm going to see if I can get a copy from Fred Meyer, because I think that was the only job I worked in 2018. (Well, and T&T, but that was off the books, I believe.) I have the filled out tax return, printed out even, just not sure where the W2 got off to.
Ugh I just wanna go back to sleep.

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