Phoning it in

 out of words today for some reason.  Cleaned a lot today, grocery shopped, dropped off a package, did some laundry, cooked dinner.  Normal housewife shit. Feeling full of strange moods, about liking the polycule I get, and anytime I start thinking about accepting anything I wonder if I'm doing it right, if I'm supposed to be advocating for more of my stuff and being glad nothing is currently on fire and full of bees at the same time is too low a bar.