I was feeling unmotivated a la Ginn a couple days ago (well, maybe not exactly like her, then my friends and family would assume I'd died or fell into a coma being that unproductive) and by unmotivated I personally mean burnt the duck out, but I still managed to prep-talk myself into having the energy to finish a job interview work assignment on my first official day of vacation on Friday (still haven't heard back after finals rounds from the other job so I'm operating on that they chose someone else and I'm the second choice and they're waiting for the other person to either accept or reject before contacting me), got all my tit ready, got all my cats' stuff prepped for Nana, their cat-sitter (my mom), took a red-eye to the east coast with a connecting flight, and I started my solo road trip across New England today because I am a leaf-peepin' bleep (but without the big hats nor a pumpkin spice obsession). But also, damn it was nonstop torrential rain today (still got a lot of sightseeing done!). The turbulence was actually kind of fun on the connecting flight.
And this witch still hasn't uploaded anything after the Projectile Vomit episode of Orange Cone is the New Red Flag.