I think it's true that energy begets energy. I stayed home today because of the fucking transit strike (FTS from now on). Now I am completely exhausted, but I barely did anything all day. I sort of worked from home, but I also only sort of got dressed (read: sweats) and never went outside. I did leave the apartment to take out the garbage and get the mail. (Woo-hoo.)
Although I'm a fan of not going to the office, I really need a lot of activity to feel happy. I like the sense of purpose while I'm doing something, and I like the sense of accomplishment when I finish.
Beng lazy makes me cranky. Sucks, huh?