A few days ago I wrote about that tingly feeling — anticipation of something good and fun and magical.
Yeah, that’s fizzled away.
In fact, for some, or several, reasons, I have what I’m calling a Holiday Hangover. And/or, a Malaise Haze. I drank enough of a bottle of wine last night to say to myself, “Hmmm…did I trip over the cat because I drunk?” I ate the leftover Chinese food. All of it.
And then I topped it all off with a pint of “high protein/low calorie” ice cream. It really should have been “ice cream” put in quotes.
I feel awful today.
Also, my horoscope says I will “be tested.” I didn’t really think that would be physically, although I am being self-inflicted tested physically for sure. I didn’t take it as being tested in a Biblical way, but maybe in a spiritual way?
None of my usual joys sound interesting. I feel very sluggish and tired. I wish I could have stayed in bed, but I pulled that already this month.
Am I unraveling? Why now? Where did all the mojo go?
I also heard a full moon is coming. That seems to be part of the swings I have, as well.
But, I put on my big girl panties and am suffering through work, and by that I mean going to the bathroom a lot and blogging. And trying to get up to speed on Snapchat.
You’re welcome, whomever I’m trying to please with this embarrassing display…
A swing back in the other direction would be appreciated…
Any time now…