Thursday, January 24, 2013

Funky

I feel it creeping upon me, ever so slowly.  At first, it's just a nagging headache.  Then I snap at one of the boys for no reason.  I eat a muffin immediately after eating (a not-so-healthy) lunch.  I hate all my clothes.  I don't speak to my husband.  I'm ashamed at what I see in the gym mirror.

The Funk.  We all fall into one, at some time or another.  Usually for me, it happens once a month (heh).  I rage, I weep, I wail.  And then I go to the bathroom and realize, "Oh yeahhhhh, THAT'S why I feel this way...."

Yet, the weather.  Bitter cold and harsh.  Yet, the realization of my age - I'm turning 40 in two weeks.

Blah.

This basically sums it up.

But I'm trying to be conscious of it.  I'm trying to not eat my way out of it.  I'm trying to exercise through it and not skip the gym.  I'm taking deep breaths.  I'm having a girls night with those who know me well. I'm looking forward.

And I'm repeating this, over and over...


Because it's absolutely true.  I love my life.  But there's just some days that I don't like how I feel.

You get it, right?

3 comments:

Elizabeth said...

I completely get it. Totally.

Classy Fab Sarah said...

Maybe it's a Sarah thing cause this post hit WAY home right now. And exactly like the pic says - I don't know what's wrong and I don't want to talk about it. AMEN.

Shell said...

I sink into this same funk at this time of the year, too.

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