Its one of those days. I’ve gotten up early, and come downstairs to my trusty chaise. Opened up my front window curtain to let in the morning sunshine, and booted up the lappy.

After spending the obligatory time on social media, I’m good to go mentally, and I know that I’m ready to work on getting some words down.

I get down a few sentences and have to stop. I move the lappy and adjust where I’m sitting, re-fluff the pillows at the small of my back, and re-settle myself to try again.

Another few sentences. Shuffle over to rest more in the corner of the back, and slant my legs diagonally across the foot rest.

Re-reading what I’ve written, and shift to the other corner, this time trying something different, and hanging a single leg off of the side of the chaise.

This is not working, and I’m beginning to sense a pattern. I’m just not comfortable in my spot today. It happens occasionally, and man is it annoying.

I’ve gotten up entirly and gotten something to drink, sat back down, and now I’m sitting cross legged, lappy leaning against my knees and slanting into the cushions beneath it.

This might work for a while.