Guess what? The sock monkey hat really compliments the boots. SASSY!
I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately, trying to figure my way out of it and not sure how to do it (except for shoe shopping…but then that sends my bank account into a funk.) I mean, I do the smiling, laughing, faking my way through the day crap and mostly I feel good but still the funk just hovers like a gray cloud. Not really a storm cloud, but it certainly isn’t full of sunshine and unicorns either.
And I realized last night that some of this is holiday hangover. It took a lot out of me this year. I had daydreamed all year long that somehow, some way this holiday season would be better than my last five or so, and even though it was in a lot of ways, it still wasn’t what I needed. (which is all my fault because I didn’t make it what I needed. I just allowed myself to survive. And frankly, that’s probably where some of this comes from. I don’t do well with just existing. I like to be an active participant…) So I’m still kinda recovering from that funktastic feeling.
Also, I haven’t exercised in 3 weeks, and trust me, that has a lot to do with my trip to Funky Town.
That’s changing today. I’m meeting Birdrunner at lunch and we’re gonna do the death march today. Which means I’ll be exhausted tonight, but that’s cool. I’ve gotta get back to walking an hour + a day…especially since I have a half marathon to do in a few weeks. And if we’re gonna have Team Melf gear, then Melf herself had better not be shaming the team!