This evening I realized I had spent almost the entire weekend at my house. On the surface this doesn’t sound like a horrible thing, but it is a productivity killer for me some times. I just get into this funk where I don’t do anything productive and I get grumpy. Like, get off my lawn type of grumpy. When I get like this I know I need to get out of the house, but for some reason it is so hard to actually do that. I have to get MUCH better at just getting the #@%#@$ out.