The neverending FUNK....

I had a stretch of two days off this past week.  The boys were back in school, the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, the birds were chirping.  It was gorgeous out.

And where, might you ask, was I?

 I was in my office (aka, Eben's bed)

I couldn't get out of it.

I tried, really I did.... but every time that my feet hit the floor, my butt magnetized to the mattress.  I was in a slump.  While my sister regaled me with stories of how good it felt to jog down the mountain that we had grown up on and walk back up it to her house, I was tucked into a queen size bed with an electric blanket tucked snuggly around my neck.

I've had times like this in the past.

I do not enjoy. 

And after my two days working, I thought that the end might be in sight.

But it's not.

I am in a funk of all funks.  

FUNK.

I am trying to get out of it, but it seems to be hanging on longer than I had hoped. 

And the worst part is that it is nothing that I can pin point.  My family is happy and healthy, my house is good, my housework is caught up on, my work life is good.... it's just me....I'm irritable, anxious, I've been eating too much, I feel like I'm picking fights...

 

I am in need of a little self discovery right now. 

I'll be back in a few days.

Hugs, Julia