Profound Case of Inertia

I'm not lazy, I'm just ... inert.

We're moving in a couple of weeks and I haven't packed a thing.

I got halfway through writing Gino's Law over a month ago and haven't written another word.

There's a completed novel in my desk drawer which I need to finish editing. There's only about one-third left to do. My plan was to finish the edits, write a new synopsis, and start the query-go-round search for an agent. That was in January. This is May.

Eh.