This morning I woke up in a total funk. I wanted to stay home for the holidays so why was I sad now that I was alone (my family lives out-of-state)? This is what I wanted. But still, I was emotional. Being sick didn’t help. My love had to leave for work at 7:30, was gone for 12 hours and my son is with his dad for Thanksgiving this year.
Earlier, the thought of getting a bowl of cereal seemed like a feat, but I knew if I didn’t snap out of this funk I was going to regret it. Eventually I decided I needed pumpkin pie and proceeded to get dressed (if you want to call if that) and took my sick self to Safeway. As I walked out of the store I noticed my mood had dramatically changed. I guess I just needed to be around people for a little bit.
When I got home I knew I had all day to cook and took my time. I made a turkey, gravy from the drippings, cranberry sauce, crispy turkey skin, candied walnuts and frozen pumpkin & cherry pies. It was a simple, but delicious dinner. My guy was so happy to come home to a warm, home cooked meal. He devoured everything and now sits here with his feet up and a fully belly.
Though my day started out with me crying for no reason (thank you hormones) I’m thankful it’s turned around to be a pretty nice evening. It’s a lot easier to get through the lows when I’m aware of what’s going on and push myself to do something to fix it.
I hope, whatever you did today, you were with the ones you love making memories to tell to generations to come. Though my day could have been a complete waste, instead I tried a new recipe, took time to write and get to spend quality time with my man.
No matter what type of music you listen to, I’m pretty sure it has a strong affect on your emotions. I’ve been fortunate enough to grow up with a family that has a love for good tunes, though I didn’t appreciate it at the time. My parents had a cool stereo that was always on and my mom’s version of a “babysitter” was to plug in the headphones and let me rock out. I still have the stereo and original speakers and turn it on almost daily.
As young as 3, I loved the melody and the words. I remembered them quickly and could easily sing along after hearing a new song just a few times. My mom had that gift too. When we would shop she would sing along with the PA system – I was always horrified, wondering who was going to see my mom singing to herself in the women’s section of Macy’s or meat dept. at Safeway. The torch has been passed as I now catch myself doing it too. The difference – my son sings with me. Sometimes he even breaks out with a little dance. He embraces my quirks in a way I never did with my mom. I really have an awesome kid!
Yesterday on my way to work I was thinking about the day ahead. I had my favorite top 40 satellite station on – @SiriusXMHits1 – but it was low and I was thinking. I was starting to feel the anxiety creep up. It was Monday. I was out sick three days the week prior. What was I walking into and how long was this day going to drag?
It’s music that pulled me off of the inevitable dark path and turned my mood around. It only took a second. The first few bars of the song played and I was already smiling. I could feel myself swaying with the music and before I knew it I was singing at the top of my lungs. The anxiety was gone!
So THANK YOU @andygrammer for the words of your song are true, it is “Good to be Alive” right about now.
The best part of yesterday – I was finally able to snap some pictures that capture the beauty of the trees in our small town. I love this time of year.
I only have two more days this week so I keep telling myself today is Thursday instead of Tuesday. Call it my own Jedi mind trick.
Whatever day of the week it is to you, make it a great one.