So, yesterday should have taught me something, right?
I woke up slowly this morning but hit the floor running (kind of). My goal today was to wash the windows, clean the drapes, and scrub the blinds. Then there was the task of cleaning the outdoor grill.
And I managed to complete these tasks but with nice little rest periods throughout the day. That is the secret to successful bursts of purpose. If I can just sit down for a spell, drink something refreshing, and collect my thoughts, physical exertion isn't so bad.