Today, with it's incessant rain and cold, is one of those days when it would have been better to just stay in bed with the blankets up over my head. Actually, the crappy weather is sort of the physical embodiment of my mood. I get that way. When the day to day is boring and usual and one day just drones into the next. I can feel my energy just getting sucked out of my body and, frankly, I can feel myself giving in to it. There's just no fight left.
I am longing to travel. I have to get a new passport. I have to get my Social Security number thingy fixed at Social Security. I have to get things in order at home and crap out of the house and to the curb. I want to do stuff and right now I can't even imagine doing it. That's how badly this rain is affecting my mood.
And then I feel ungrateful. Because so many good things have happened and are happening everyday. I see people around me who have REAL problems, REAL issues, REAL life stuff they have to deal with and yet I am sitting here feeling sorry for myself. I wish I could snap out of it.
I remind myself everyday that I have much to be grateful for. A wonderful husband, a good life, and so much more that I could only imagine.
I know it's nothing that a little sunshine wouldn't fix but still...I'm in a crappy mood and wish that I could be back in bed. Where's my blanky when I need it?