Stuck

I was stuck in bed this morning and really didn't think I'd be able to peel myself out of the sheets to go to church. But I really wanted to go, and I managed to somehow pull myself out of bed. I enjoyed getting out for a bit and the time in church was good.

But now I'm back at home--stuck--again. Stuck with my behind on the couch when I should be grading or reading or something. I hate this feeling of one step forward and five steps back. Today I'm back--way back. And I'm not even sure why.

I got on the computer to try to write through this, but the words just aren't coming right now. Maybe later.