What's my excuse? Sheer laziness?
No, my ego cannot accept that--madly searching for a Reason, not an excuse.
Nope, can't come up with one.
So we'll leave it at laziness, perhaps exacerbated by the weather.
That's it--the weather; I can blame inaction on the weather.
It's been so rainy, windy, blah...in the middle of June, no less, that somedays I simply did not want to get out of bed.
Soon Summer will come.
I keep telling myself that.
Oh, I did have a good day of work on Saturday, where I concentrated most of the day on my novel, moving it forward after clearing up a tangled patch. That has to count for something.
