Bartering, and boredom

Sunday night I texted my chicken raising friend and asked if I could buy some more eggs from her. I've been baking, and baking uses up a lot of eggs. Later on that night, I posted a picture on Facebook of the two loaves of banana bread that had just come out of the oven:

The next morning a got a text from the chicken lady asking if I'd be willing to trade a loaf of banana bread for the eggs! That made me laugh, and of course I agreed. She says that she's not much of a cook, and her family loves banana bread. It's quick and easy to make, so I'll be baking more for us over the next couple of days. My husband loves it, too.

I hate to admit this, but the past few days I've been bored. There's plenty of home improvement projects I could be working on, plenty of books to read and tv shows to watch, craft projects I've put off for years, etc. Somehow, for the last two days, I've been incapable of doing much of anything but just sitting around. I'm mildly embarrassed at the number of naps I've been taking; after all, I haven't been doing much of anything to be tired from. We take the dogs on nightly walks but that's about it for physical exercise. I'm tired of doing housework or other useful things. I feel guilty for feeling bored with everything going on in the world and I know that I'm lucky to be safely at home, and not sick, and still able to pay the bills into the bargain. Deep down I'm ashamed at my lack of productivity and this pervasive feeling of ennui.

After I finish the post I'm going to force myself to get a few things done today. The dogs (especially George) need baths. Marco's main cage needs cleaning. The porch needs mopping to get rid of the half inch of pollen coating the floor, and the laundry, which was caught up just the other day, is already piling up again. On a related note, how are two people who aren't even working managing to go through so much laundry? I don't understand it. Anyway, maybe if I give myself a good kick int he pants and go get some stuff done I'll feel better.

How are you coping? How are you feeling? Are you making good use of your time, or are you like me and just drifting along kind of aimlessly through the days? I'd love to know.