So... son has been gone a week, and I have done precious little to enjoy myself while he's been gone. It's official: I'm in a funk.
I'm not going to go out of my way to analyse the whys of it, I just want it to end. The funk, that is. It's ruining my happy go lucky vibe, and it's really really annoying. I'm not sleeping right, and I seem to be alternating not eating with over eating. I burst into tears without provocation, and today I'm taking everything, even things that have nothing to do with me, extremely personally.
To top it off, I feel like I should have done more with my time while the boy's been gone. Mommy time is precious, and when I take care of me, I'm refreshed when he gets home. I just can't seem to get motivated though. I had that really awesome day taking pictures with Froot Loops, but it's all sort of been downhill from there. I've been lazy.
I think I just need to remember to push myself to get out when I feel like this. Tuesday, my cousin and I took a walk, and we got slurpees, and went to the Asian supermarket for goodies. That was good, I felt better for the exercise.
I was out all day yesterday, but I had stayed up all night working on the house, so everywhere I went, it was a challenge just staying awake. Then when I got home, all I wanted to do was sleep. Today hasn't been much better, I'm still messed up by the lack of sleep, and I had the worst reflux this morning, and I'm a mess.
This is how I know I'm depressed, I hate complaining, and here I am doing just that. NOT GOOD! I have been trying to get myself out of the house all day, and I finally succeeded at 8:30 pm. I've been sitting in a coffee shop for the last hour and a half, and while it hasn't made me feel any better, at least I'm getting a change of scenery, right?
Anyway, tomorrow is another day, and once again I'll make an effort. Who knows, maybe it'll be a good day. One can always hope.
What do you do to get yourself out of a funk? Any pointers for me?