"Ain't it a cwying shame?"

I'm not Madeline Kahn but I often think about this clip when I'm thinking about just how dang blasted tired I all the stinkin' time.

Madeline Kahn in "Blazing Saddles" - "I'm Tired"

Really, just really, does it have to be like this?

I want to be a real eBay seller, one of those that work 8 hours a day and make real money at the gig.  I make money here and there but I'm overflowing with stuff to sell and overflowing with dreary eyes, lack of focus and a need to just take a big ol' nap.

Sometimes I find myself just staring at the items and having no energy to go any farther. Maybe if I could find ways to make it easier, like picking up an item at a garage sale, paying my shiny quarter to the seller and then having it miraculously sold (for hundreds, of course) and shipped.

I don't see what that's such a difficult concept.  Time space continuum step aside for the new and improved sell-n-out!

The best of intentions are always running rampant as I lay in bed in the morning, planning out my day.  You'd think that I would realize by now that most of my plans will go awry by 9:30 or sometimes as late as 11.  Fact is, laundry, dinner prep, picking up around the house, vacuuming (when necessary), arranging play dates and figuring out what to eat PLUS getting things listed on eBay never ever fits into a 2 hour time frame.

This butt kicking disease has been my nemesis for 9.5 years now.  You'd think I'd know that, duh, not everything is going to get done.  I'm either eternally optimistic or drastically delusional.  I think the second one is at play here.