Today's been... odd. Not very odd, just a kind of one-degree-dislocated bit-off-kilter odd. I feel like I'm fuzzy on details, misunderstanding things. Tiny things, like "Oh! I thought you wanted to go out at noon, I didn't even consider the possibility that a bit after noon would be okay and it didn't occur to me to ask, yes in that case I would love to watch TV and get ready after and go with you." Not a big deal, just... drips of molasses in the gears.
I spoke to mom today, and she sounded a bit down. So I called her back and she sounded a little better, and then I called her again just a little while ago, and she sounded better but I keep hearing a dip at the end of the conversation and worrying she wants to cry.
I am telling myself that (1) she is allowed to have off days too, especially when everyone (her everyone) is getting either cold or flu and the weather is doldrum-inducing and (2) I have this occasional tendancy to overanalyze and worry about how horrible things are and (3) I cannot do anything about this right now. So I am going to make sure I get a decent night's sleep on it (I am side-eyeing you, cats), and will touch base with her tomorrow.
Also I will possibly go outside tomorrow. I have been avoiding the outside because Weather. (Although it's meant to go up above freezing Tuesday and only get back down to 0°C on Friday! *winter cheers*)
...I have just realized, thanks to LJ's helpful timestamp, that I have been picking at this post for half an hour, and that is not getting me any closer to a good night's sleep. I have been trying to get something I am pleased with done each day, and mostly I've been succeeding. Today, I am thinking that will be "going to bed when I start to get tired."
 It's been okay these first six days, but I am fully prepared to accept that there may be days in the future that are low enough that I end up putting "got dressed" on the list. Getting enough sleep seems a lot more helpful.