Men may want to simply go on to the next blog. Just fair warning.
Actually, I would be the no-brainer.
Because mental pause has stolen it again.
It began Friday. I was able to get up and cook breakfast and see The Young One’s paterfamilias on their merry way, but after that my energy and clarity of thought all just drained away. Saturday wasn’t much better and Sunday was just plain awful. I was just incapable of doing much more than making breakfast (which we had at noon) and dinner (which we ate at 10 p.m.). I was cranky and short-tempered and tired fuzzy-brained. Fortunately, I started my period (only 4 days late this month, but I can’t remember the last time I had a 28-day cycle), so my mood will now smooth out – it’s already better – but the tiredness and inability to concentrate is still here.
You know, I have always loved being female. I just have; there has been no penis envy that I am aware of. I was a bit of a tomboy growing up, but I had no desire to be a boy. Even when I began having the good ol’ monthly visitor (at the age of ten), I didn’t mind being a girl. As an adult, I enjoyed being a woman – for the most part, I still do.
But not this weekend. In fact, I can safely say that this weekend I didn’t enjoy being a human being. Or today for that matter – I look at this huge pile of work on my desk and think about everything I need to do and all I want to do is just cry, which isn’t like me at all.
I guess this is a roundabout way of explaining why I’ve posted nothing but photographs for the last 3 days and why there is no recipe for City Chicken today (you’ll get it Friday? Maybe?). And why I’ve been absent from commenting on blogs. Hopefully as the week goes on, I’ll come back round to my old self. I really hope so, since Beloved leaves a week from today to go to California for business and to see Jolly, who will be having her little bundle of joy on the 31st if everything goes well, and will be gone for 2 1/2 weeks. And I’d really like not to be an incoherent sloth while he’s here.
Anyone have a good incoherent sloth remedy?
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18 comments
I have no remedies except to send hugs and remind you to be extra nice to yourself!!!
.-= Tricia´s last blog ..Yelling at a Child Changes Who They Are =-.
Last week, on the day of the full-mooon eclipse, (which was also the day of my birthday), I realized that I had forgotten to take my hormones. So this past weekend was a bit of a hormonal abyss for me as well.
All I can say is go easy on yourself and the only thing that works for me (aside from buying myself any damn treat I want), is exercise.
I haven’t updated my blog in a week. Ack.
Hang in there, xxoo
.-= Erin´s last blog ..pollyana – spinning =-.
I’m thinking spa day…
.-= Pseudo´s last blog ..Rainman and Hurricanes: A Spin Cycle Production =-.
Spa Day with Wine!
Hang in there Sweetie. Us women understand these things.
.-= Linda´s last blog ..ELPH WINS! ELPH WINS! =-.
Spa day with wine AND chocolate!
I completely understand where you’re coming from. I have been so freaking lathargic this entire weekend and now I have a sore throat signaling an ensuing cold on top of that. I hate Mondays.
.-= Sprite’s Keeper´s last blog ..Something Wicked This Way Comes.. =-.
Ok the mood could be the hellish weather we’re having. Could the temperature please make up it’s fricking mind?
A spa day, indeed. Complete with cookies. And ice cream.
.-= Mama Badger´s last blog ..F2- ‘taters =-.
I sure know the feeling, and I sympathize. I think the above suggestions are all good, especially the exercise part. And give yourself at least half a day to do something alone that you really enjoy. For me it would be walking around the outdoors, or a museum. For some others perhaps shopping. Your post today was a good one, and will connect with almost everyone. Cheers.
.-= Anne Gibert´s last blog ..Since I came home =-.
Oh the comments just keep getting better and better. Be good to yourself.
Spa day.
Sap day with wine.
These all sound very good. You need something to jump start things in a different direction. Watch a chick flick, have a good cry, get it all out (whatever it is) then go shopping or out to eat or both.
Take Care of YOU!
.-= Rebecca´s last blog ..I need a change =-.
It seems so many people are feeling like that these days, and I really mean women. Some summertime blues or something.
Just be good to yourself and don’t do anything you don’t have to.
The spa and chocolate sounded pretty good too!
We’ll be here; you’re worth the wait.
.-= Maureen at IslandRoar´s last blog ..The "Curious" Circle of Life =-.
Multiple cups of tea…and a blanket and a good REALLY easy book. For me it’s the Stephanie Plum series. Silly but effective.
.-= LPC´s last blog ..The History And Meaning Of Monograms =-.
BTW, feel better soon:)
.-= LPC´s last blog ..The History And Meaning Of Monograms =-.
Hi.
*shudder, move on perhaps*
Bye.
Oh but that I did. Vodka, maybe? If you’re going to be fuzzy headed, you may as well go for it, right?
I do feel your pain, my dear. Sending hugs. Does that help?
.-= Smart Mouth Broad´s last blog ..SOMETHING ABOUT SMB =-.
A good book and no responsibilities undertaken.
And good vibes from blogging friends!
.-= Laura´s last blog ..Safe Driving =-.
LOL at Stoneskin – the only male response here (till now). There isn’t a damn thing a male can say here that won’t cause more trouble.
Oops!
Remedy: Alcohol. Hormones. Alcohol. More hormones.
That should fix you right up.
.-= Midlife Slices´s last blog ..Monday Mentions =-.
Lots and lots of wine…
((HUGZ!))
.-= Stacy (the Random Cool Chick)´s last blog ..Homemade Wine – Why I Do It =-.
Oh dear…here I thought you were going to say you were pregnant…lol…just kidding…these hormonal things suck…I am right there with you on this…oh if only the bunch of us were so rich that we had so much money we didn’t know what to do with it…yep, I’m dreamin now…anyways…and we could all meet up at some spa just for menopausal women. I can just imagine the fun we would have…I imagine my face would hurt from laughing so much because you and many of the others tend to crack me up…misery does love company, right? The only remedies I can think of are laughing and a good night of sex…just sayin that has been known to help the mood.
Hang in there my dear friend! Hugs and love, Lori
.-= Lori´s last blog ..Time flys when you’re having fun =-.