Okay. So I’m trying to pull myself out of this funk. It’s been a slow process. I’m on vacation! I’m supposed to be rejoicing-no where to be, no phones to answer, no money to count {that isn’t MINE}. I haven’t even gotten one call from work-in FOUR days. That’s a record, friends. Although…now that I’m thinking about it-maybe they can survive without me. Hrmmpph. That’s not going to help the funk.
Maybe it’s the fact that I’m supposed to be in Vegas right now,lounging poolside with my Mom, drinking twenty dollar tropical drinks, and soaking up that southwest sunshine, that has fueled the funk. Whatever it is -I want it gone. It needs to be gone. Every morning this week has begun with an argument instigated by, guess who, me. Uggh. So not the person I want to be. Every night has ended with an exhausted fall into bed only to lie there for an hour, eyes wide opened, unable to sleep.
A change is today’s plans has left me alone. I will use this time to clean up around here. File papers that have stacked up for weeks. Papers that have seen the floor more times than I can count resulting in more frustration and work than if I had just filed them away the first time. I will try to organize my craft table so that I can work on some things. And, maybe it’ll help clear the clutter from my mind as well.
Thanks for sharing Gina for being an awfully beautiful summer most of the women I know are having a tough time emotionally (myself included). Stick in there (I have been doing a lot of falling asleep and then waking up too early and dreading the workday-literally until my stomach hurts).
Liz