Boredom Compounded by Loneliness Equals Nothingness

Not much going on today.  Hubster is still in New Mexico.  I hate it when he's away.  I never sleep when he's gone and the pupsters are constantly bothering me because they must be wondering where Dad is.  Also, I still can't get motivated to do any crafting.  It's been nearly 2 months since I've even *touched* anything related to crafting.  In fact, the typewriter that I started work on back in late February has dust on it!  Ridiculous.    I have so many projects I could be working on, but I can't seem to get my mojo back.  I'm not even posting comments on my favorite Facebook pages.   I'm suffering from a massive case of "Who the Fuck Cares?"

I wish I could deny this, but I'm guilty of it every day.