What IS it about this time of year? We all popped some bubbly in anticipation of the New Year feeling all those good high expectations and then we wake up on January 2, look outside at a sea of gray and just want to crawl back into bed. At least that's the way it has been for me. Had a long talk with the hubster about that the other night. He is a lawyer and every January he is hired for more divorces than you can count on two hands. Looks like folks who are splitting up wait until AFTER the holidays so they don't ruin things for the kids. Many have taxes due in January and all the Christmas bills come due. EEK. Talk about depressing. He has been feeling the same way, I think. Tonight we are beginning a little exercise program together. Wow. Wish me luck with THAT. I detest sweating. Just not my thing. Still, this is something we can do together and the encouragment we'll offer each other will be great. We've also decided to start doing more things together and I believe 'dinner out' is in our future tonight. Now THAT makes me smile. I usually like to cook but lately, with just the two of us rambling around, it seems more a chore than something I enjoy. Going out is a nice break.
For me, I think it has been a sense of restlessness. You know how it is. You must get going on things but the weather is oppressive and dull so you kind of feel you're just blending into the scenery. Yesterday, I was BLUE. BLUE BLUE BLUE. So what did I do? I soaked in a hot bath until my skin got squiggly, watched Julie and Julia (cute movie by the way) and took a short nap. By evening I was feeling a bit better. I'm just DONE with January. I'm ready for some sunshine and ready to get excited. I don't feel my new year began on January 1 or even 2 but I'm hoping that with the end of the dreary weather, I'll be feeling my bouncy, cheerful self again.
Today I'm heading out to a baby shower! Awwwww. Nothing like brightly wrapped packages and cute little baby things to help you dig out of a funk. The hope. The wonder. All that good stuff might be just the thing to beat back the blues. What do you do to climb out of a deep, dark funk?