I woke up this morning, excited that today was Friday! Then I realized.... today is Thursday. That's not a great way to start my day.
But before I get to the comedy of errors... let me tell you a story.
Right before Christmas I had an appointment with my doctor. My cholesterol is high, and they want to put me on meds. These meds can cause diabetes.... which my father's family has struggled with. For the first time in my adult life, I told a doctor no. With diet and exercise I can fix this! I was given leave to go and do that.
Fast forward to this week.
Thanks to the loveliness of bad, dark weather and hormones I've been in a funk all week. It starts with me not wanting to get up in the morning and leave my nest of warm blankets. Once I get through that, I work out... or in most cases, just take the dog for a power walk. I can't shake that awful feeling that nobody likes me, which makes me want to never leave my house again.
It's PMS. I know that it is. It's also temporary.
I think these times are the hardest. It's that battle between the rational mind and the hormonal shift. When you add in the slightly increasing crime where we live, it's a recipe for me to never leave the house again.
But in a few days the thoughts will pass. It might warm up enough for me to run. I just need to not eat a cake for dinner tonight...
What I do know is that I need to start blogging once a week. Maybe I can make this "I thought it was Friday..." thing regular, since I've been doing it for a while now!
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