What To Do? What To Do?

I must confess to being in a bit of a quandary today. Usually I can fill Friday with some Friday Fiction, but I don't have anything I feel like publishing today. I continue to work on my fantasy series, but that's not for public consumption yet. And I must say that for the first time all January I'm feeling a bit ... rudderless. I have no event to trapeze over until the first of the month. 

I'm still on track with my 'resolutions,' so there's no problems there. I have plenty of supplies to get me to the end of the month, and a little in the bank still, if needs be. I've done all my doctor appointments. Perhaps the trouble is I'm in a sort of limbo between now and the end of the month. 

And we're teetering on the brink of threatened freezing period, one that will almost certainly pin me down for a couple of days. I can't decide if one more trip to Family Dollar is called for, but that would just be for items, not necessarily neccessary, but that would ease my tastebuds, as it were. I have water; should I get tea bags? That sort of thing. I'm out of a couple of medications; even if they do get filled (I've been trying for a week and a half now) should I try to cadge a ride or wait until Monday to take a bus? These are the uncertainties that nag my mind.

I've been good about getting to the church for all Holy Days of Obligation this year; will the cold keep me home this Sunday and break my (admittedly not very long) streak? I really can't tell until Sunday morning weather comes and I can see how things are. This also keeps me in suspense. I fell down on the ice once on my way to church and bruised my ribs. Should I risk a repeat of the incident?

And all is tempered with the idea that I may as well just sit tight as do anything. I have food and a little austerity won't hurt me anyway. The weather is already unpleasant to journey through; I might as well just rest my knees. God will forgive me if inclement weather and safety concerns keep me home. And so on, and on. I am bugged with the feeling I should be more proactive and fretted with the idea I should sit tight, as time ticks down until circumstances will simply eventually decide for me. And that is an uncomfortable idea.