Clean. The cleanest I've been.

As was the case last week, my energy was nowhere to be found until midweek. This morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and ready for my day, whereas for the past two days I've been a complete blob, hitting snooze for an hour and a half (okay, even a little more yesterday). Today I feel much better, as evidenced by the laundry rotating in the dryer and the fresh, clean clothes in the washing machine awaiting their turn to experience the hot-air tumble. Sigh. Why can't I harness this energy and use it sparingly when I need it? Why must it come in great big clumps of rush-rush-rush?