I think I've been in a frump. Normally, I'd think it was a funk, but this...this was definitely a frump. I haven't been eating well; I haven't been exercising. I haven't been keeping up on the cleaning in my house OR keeping up with my girls. I've been slacking on their schoolwork and not hanging out with friends.
Am I depressed about turning 31? Maybe a little, but not that much to get me out of things.
I think I just fell into this mode of not caring very much. I don't know why, but I did.
However, I feel like I'm starting to climb out of it. I won't go into details about my eating habits or my house being clean (oh my goodness...it really IS clean...except for my bedroom...of course), but I've been feeling happier and better the last week or so.
Shoot, the fact that I'm even posting should say something about that. I'm sure everyone goes through something like this every once in a while. It was just weird for me. I haven't really felt like this since....I guess since I had Samantha.
Anyways, I'm here, I'm alive and my hair is making me feel awesome today. If my camera battery wasn't dead, I'd show you why. Darn battery!
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The state of a girl's hair says a lot about the state of her mind...or maybe it's the other way around!
Anyway, I know all about the funk/frump/whatever, and I'm glad you're poking your head around the corner!
Yay for updates and feeling good!
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