Blah, yeah you read that right, blah, or bleh, or possibly blue? I am in a major funk. I had a wonderful weekend, and then sometime last night I just sank into this horrible bog of self-pity alternating with self-loathing. You know the mental quicksand drill? You say to yourself, "oh no, I just stepped in it, I feel so sad, I better struggle to get out!" and then that crappy voice you shouldn't listen to says, "stop struggling and sink to your doom, you suck anyway!"
How rude! I will not stand for it, I am rad.
I had a productive day, I cleaned all kinds of messes, cooked meals, pinned and sewed and embroidered some stuff, and played some games. Hell, I even sent off a job application! Take that depression (karate chop)!!! Now I am going to take a shower (better late than never, don't judge), pour myself and my gentleman caller a glass of wine, and put in a funny movie. Tomorrow is a new day, and I will be ready to face it.