Don't know why; can't shake this headache.
Tomorrow must be better. I went to a fantastic store with my Mom today and expected to spend 'some' money. I fully expected to walk out of there with a bag. Uh uh. Nothing. I love all of the clothes. Beautiful, vibrant colors. Love it. Every top or jacket I tried on I hated. HUH? Every time I looked in the mirror, I couldn't get whatever thing it was I was trying on off fast enough. My face was pale. My hair was flat. I had no makeup. Ka Wah. I'm just complaining here. Stupid.
I'm going back. When I'm in a better mood, when I took care of my appearance, when I lose five more pounds, SOON. I usually take care of my appearance when I go out. I just do. Not 100% of the time, of course not but typically, I make an effort to look at least put together. Today I just flew out the door with her. So excited to get there....
And this headache. Go away already! Tomorrow will be better. Huh? Not to mention I'm halfway through my book. I read this book every month. Once a month I read this book. I hate reading this book. It sucks. It's the same thing every time. And my husband says he feels for me, he wishes he could read this book. Ha! Right. Men wouldn't know WHAT to do with this book. I wish I could tear up the pages and toss it in the river. But it keeps coming back and I keep having to read it OVER AND OVER AND OVER.
Yes I've been in a funk. Call me out. Let me have it. Ka Wah.
Jenn
A Mom, A Wife, and a Writer. That is me.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
4 comments:
What book? What book is it that you have to read every other month?
Ah I thought someone would catch on. The book. The BOOK. THE BOOK. What does a woman do each month? Without fail unless she is pregnant?
Yes I'm crazy. Loony. Gone. Lost it.
The book. Time of the month. Blah!
LOL I too was cursiou as to what the heck the book was.
I call it my Aunt. Aunt Flo is visiting. UGH
That explains it all I think the funk, the not wanting to try on clothes. This too shall pass. Up your vit B intake it will help.
Love ya
OH! Now I understand! Duh! LOL thanks for the explanation. I think most women have their own name for it. I'm sorry you're in the doldrums, it'll get better.
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