Purgatory.

Contrary to the inherent possibilities of Fridays and Saturdays, it seems that Sundays are universally dull. The day in which most recover from the previous two days in preparation for the upcoming week. A day of rest, as it were. 

Unfortunatelty, I do not get to use today to rest. True, I did sleep in well past the amount of sleep that I needed, however, I awoke to a lengthy list of things to do before tomorrow.

I need to create and finish an exterior landscape drawing that highlights depth of field.

I need to finish the laundry that I started yesterday.

Erm. Well maybe the list wasn't as lengthy as I thought it to be. Perhaps it's just the prospect of starting and finishing a drawing. This isn't usually that daunting, I'm just filled with an extreme lack of motivation or desire to go about the matter.  Which I imagine is why I'm still blogging instead of doing what I should be doing.

Le sigh.