The Funk

I am in a funk.
I am frustrated with so many things & crossing my fingers that it won't boil over.

I could very easily stay in bed everyday, all day long. In fact, I even looked at our budget to see if that would be possible. It's not.. which is probably a good thing but it sounds so appealing. So here I am, forcing myself to go to work and sit in this chair 8 hours a day but really be a million miles away in my head. Every hour that passes feels like 3 and every lunch feels like 10 minutes. In the back of my head at all times is Lady Bird wagging her tail and looking up at me with those sad sweet eyes of hers.

I'm sorry this post is vague. This is not a ploy to get people to ask me what's wrong so I can get something off my chest. I couldn't even explain most of it if I tried. I just want to let you know that this is where I am. I am breathing.

For some reason I felt like I should document this moment. Maybe this moment in my life will lead to something significant and extraordinary and I just can't see it now. If that's the case, I want to remember these days.