Don’t we all have the days where we just want to pull the cover over our heads and not move, just stay in the warm comfort of the bed because life is just not in an awesome place. I had one of those days today.
I had plans for the day (don’t I always) to continue with the mummy is coming for a visit mission before heading to class in the afternoon. It’s just that when I woke up I felt so sad, like a big chunk of sadness just made its home in me. With no energy or wish to do anything at all, I decided to have a metaphorical day hiding underneath the covers. Really it contained of a two-hour long bath, trying to relax and figure out the reason for the sadness, relaxation wise it worked, sadness wise it didn’t.
The rest of the time has pretty much been doing nothing at all, thinking, drinking coffee and watching telly. The brightest moment of the day must have been when work called me and asked if I could come in earlier than planned tomorrow, which I can, because I’m needed. Sadly enough that gave me a boost.
Still feeling sad, without being able to put my finger on the specifics. Considering taking myself out for dinner to see if that makes the mood any better, and remembering that there are only two sleeps left until mother dearest arrive – and we always have a real great time!