I've been infected lately by a nasty case of the Blahs. Poor Husband has had to put up with it: "What should we have for dinner tonight, Rosie?" "Ugh... I don't care." "Do you want to watch this show tonight, Rosie?" "Enh, whatever." "Hey Rosie, how about if I eat all your Samoas, load the dishwasher improperly, set the house on fire, and run naked through the streets?" "Sure, doesn't matter to me."
It's true. I don't seem to care about anything right now. I'm hungry, but there's nothing I want to eat either in my house or in the warped recesses of my mind from whence spring the periodic Random Cravings (really ought to start a sidebar on here with the Random Craving of the Moment). I'm thirsty, but there's nothing I want to drink. I'm bored, but there's nothing I want to do. It takes an act of Congress for me to vacuum, and the dishes are piling up. I'm gaining weight, my hair is shapeless, some of my favorite items of clothing have holes that need mending (like I could fit them anymore anyway), but... shrug.
I go through this periodically throughout the year and I'm usually able to snap out of it, but this just doesn't feel like it's going away. Maybe it's depression. Maybe it's burnout from the last submittal, although I really can't claim that excuse too much longer since we're coming up on two weeks since that went out. Maybe I'm devoid of energy from having had to deal with my family this weekend, though I think this was going on before that. Besides, giving it a name doesn't really matter, does it?
I originally wasn't even going to post anything on this matter because it seems rather pathetic and self-indulgent (let me whine about myself again like I'm the only person this happens to and it's such a hardship). But I realize I haven't put anything new up in a week and a half (aside from the result of a silly Blogthing quiz that I did for entertainment at work) and I can't jimmy up enough feelings about anything to really go off on politics or celebrities, though I have loads of would-be inspiration these days.
So, someone tell me what I'm wearing today, what I'm eating for lunch, and what I'm doing this evening. Because really, I just don't care.
It's true. I don't seem to care about anything right now. I'm hungry, but there's nothing I want to eat either in my house or in the warped recesses of my mind from whence spring the periodic Random Cravings (really ought to start a sidebar on here with the Random Craving of the Moment). I'm thirsty, but there's nothing I want to drink. I'm bored, but there's nothing I want to do. It takes an act of Congress for me to vacuum, and the dishes are piling up. I'm gaining weight, my hair is shapeless, some of my favorite items of clothing have holes that need mending (like I could fit them anymore anyway), but... shrug.
I go through this periodically throughout the year and I'm usually able to snap out of it, but this just doesn't feel like it's going away. Maybe it's depression. Maybe it's burnout from the last submittal, although I really can't claim that excuse too much longer since we're coming up on two weeks since that went out. Maybe I'm devoid of energy from having had to deal with my family this weekend, though I think this was going on before that. Besides, giving it a name doesn't really matter, does it?
I originally wasn't even going to post anything on this matter because it seems rather pathetic and self-indulgent (let me whine about myself again like I'm the only person this happens to and it's such a hardship). But I realize I haven't put anything new up in a week and a half (aside from the result of a silly Blogthing quiz that I did for entertainment at work) and I can't jimmy up enough feelings about anything to really go off on politics or celebrities, though I have loads of would-be inspiration these days.
So, someone tell me what I'm wearing today, what I'm eating for lunch, and what I'm doing this evening. Because really, I just don't care.
2 comments:
No worries, it comes and it goes. In the mean time, to answer your questions:
You're wearing red today, having something frozen for lunch, and maybe some Asian noodles for dinner.
Also, to answer your question from yesterday, here's what I am apparently:
You Are a Strawberry
You are friendly, outgoing, and well liked by many people.
You are popular, but there's nothing ordinary or average about you.
You a very interesting person, and you have many facets to your personality.
Sometimes you feel very conflicted. Your different sides of your personality pull at you.
You are a very sensual and passionate person. You are fiery... you can't help it.
In general, you keep your passionate side under wraps. You are only wild in private.
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