My body has a clock of its own with an alarm that winds up screaming, “Quit trying so hard and relax. Give it up kid! Rest! Take a day off now and then.”
So, today is a Shut-Down Day – Quiet Time – Time for R&R. In the old days I called it “Sloth Time” – a day for reading in bed munching crackers – a time to feel decadent and depraved for ignoring life’s responsibilities.
I shouldn’t even be writing this because I’m on Sloth Time today, but fellow bloggers have said to just start writing and new ideas will come. O.k., I’m waiting.
Sloth Time is embarrassing though, so I’m wearing my pedometer just in case there is an urge for healthy movement. Well, at least I’m not in bed with cracker crumbs! But it’s 11AM and the pedometer dial shows a total of 56 steps. Whoop!
No idea what to cook for dinner this evening.
Laundry is waiting.
Dog needs attention and exercise.
Husband could use help in the garden.
Ironing is piling up.
Things calling to be organized, cleaned, prepared.
And here I sit – shut down.
Hurrah! It’s Sloth Time!
Sorry, no words coming for this blog.
Maybe if I hang in there, the words will emerge.

From National Geographic
A Two-Toed Sloth
The definition of a sloth: Extreme laziness. Aversion to work or movement. One of the seven deadly sins. A tree-dwelling animal named for his extremely slow movements.
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