Life with my brain, spring fever edition

[truepenny]

I have fallen into a abyssal pit of the dontwannas. I'm also bored and restless, and if you think this is a double-plus ungood combination, you are correct. In the part of my brain that is observing both the dontwannas and the bored-and-restless, I am also annoyed, because you'd think the two would cancel each other out. If I don't want to do anything, how can I be bored? And vice versa.

Piece of cake, says my brain. Let's go do something!
--What?
--Oh, I dunno. Something. Something fun!
--Like?
--Oh, I dunno. God, why are we still sitting here?
--Because you haven't told me what you want to do?
--But I don't know! You think of something.
--We have to go to the grocery store.
--That's boring.
--We have to go to the bank, too.
--Boring-er!
--Post office?
--Oh puh-leeze. I said, something fun.
--Like?
--Oh, I dunno.

So I'm simultaneously a bored toddler, a sullen teenager, and an exasperated parent. The lack of win in this scenario is epic.

And I have to go to the grocery store, the bank, and the post office whether I want to or not.