That seems to be how I feel these summer days, as I may have mentioned before. (I tend to forget what I've said when and where, as I am turning into my father and tell the same stories, relate the same realizations, over and over.) I can do two things in a day. Sometimes, if I'm super ambitious, I can do three. So, today's two things were go to physical therapy (for my shoulder this time, since my back is better) and install a new router at home. I will do a third--practice violin--but I already feel like a petulant pre-teen, whining about having to do anything at all. (Stand up; sit down; anything.)
So, despite my desire to get some semester prep done today, it's not going to happen. Probably not tomorrow, either.
But I did install the new router. Complaining about having to do it was exhausting (actually installing it was super easy).
That's all I've got for today.