I don't know what was up with the weird day I had yesterday.
Do you guys ever have those really funky days where you just wake up and everything seems a little off?
That was yesterday for me.
It should have been a fantastic day. Kent had just gotten back home Saturday night, so I had been stoked to spend all of Sunday doing lots of fun things. However, it didn't happen quite that way.
Since Kent was so jet lagged, he woke up at 4:30am, and since he wakes up and turns on every light and loudly opens and closes every door when he gets up, I did too. Plus, I woke up from a not so pleasant dream, that just made my day start off all wrong. Has that ever happened to you guys?
The morning wasn't so bad, since I made a big breakfast, and we went to the farmer's market. Getting my favorite jam-- Coconut-Pineapple-- definitely put a smile on my face.
On the way home we had a discussion about where we might be in the future. Those discussions don't always end well because we don't always agree. We get over it soon enough, but a little piece of it sticks in my head and drags me down.
For most of the afternoon, nothing really went the way I planned, so I just felt like I had wasted precious time... and who ever gets enough of that, right?
By supper time, I was just feeling a little down. Despite the fact that I had yummy cheesy rice (don't judge), and fresh Mahi Mahi from the farmer's market on my plate, I couldn't help but see my mood reflected back at me.
Honest to goodness, this is how my food looked immediately after I scooped it on my plate.
As I sat down to eat, it started pouring down rain outside. I seriously felt like I couldn't catch a break, and a big part of me still has no idea why I was so down. I guess between the dream waking me up on the wrong side of the bed, the day feeling wasted, some difficult conversations, and some anxiety I've been having about some upcoming appointments I've got (nothing crazy... just regular doc and dentist stuff... but when you have a real, honest-to-goodness needle/medical phobia like I do, you start stressing weeks ahead of time), I guess it was just a little much.
However, I'm bound and determined that today is going to be a much better day and that this week will be a happy and productive one. They say you're as happy as you make your mind up to be, so I'm deciding that I'm going to be very happy this week. After all, it's my birthday week. I turn the big 2-5 next Sunday.... oh boy....
Do you guys ever have days like this? What do you do to get out of the little funk they cause?