And we appear to be back. I have no idea what changed between yesterday and today, but there you are.

Btw, have you seen my motivation anywhere? Jessa and I joke sometimes that our motivations are off having a picnic somewhere, leaving us with no will to do the work we're being paid to do, but I think mine has left altogether. I am dressed in sweats and a tshirt (and a sportsbra, no less), but I have not left my apartment since I got here at about 4:10 this afternoon. Nor could I do more for dinner than throw a Trader Joes pizza in the oven and then eat it in front of a movie.

And that would describe my entire evening.

Must. Do. Something. Productive. This weekend, if possible. Argh.