The thing with the kid is not just you.
Emma is like molasses in January every morning trying to get her butt moving. This morning she was "reading a book" and couldn't be bothered to listen, get moving, get her jacket on, etc.
I'm glad she wants to play with books, but GET MOVING ALREADY.
The fatter thing happened to me too when I got a steady job. Hopefully, I'll figure it out eventually.