Exhausting

A long boring day that was started early and then -just watch- the energy petered out and after a short strol around town and a tiny amount of shopping just return home. Lie down until evening, until four and then get up and wash down the stairwell of the house using a mop and bucket. The sudden influx of energy abates, go back upstairs and start typing this story, much of which is just the first that comes to mind. The contiuous depressions and tiredness are made worse  knowing that all of this activity is just wasting the remaining time.

Wasting the time of your life, is not a sensible thing to do, but what is there to do?

Maybe it would be a good idea to go out and get one of those buckets with a built in wringer. Then the cleaning of the floors would not be so exhausting.