About a day or two ago, I realized that I was about to enter a funk. Or a rut. Or a funky rut. Something like that. You know when you have a million things to do, and you just can't do any of them? Say, the laundry is all piled up, but you still decide to lay on your butt watching American Idol and eating BBQ potato chips. Or, maybe you really need to finish up a presentation, but you instead find yourself staring at your wall. OK, maybe this is all unique to me, but I noticed it happening, and I was starting to get kind of grumpy about it. I was feeling overwhelmed by work AND home.
So, last night we had hot dogs for dinner. Accompanied by store-bought potato salad and macaroni salad and some baked beans. And today I worked from home. In sweatpants. I absentmindedly opened my giant stack of mail while on a conference call. I folded laundry while participating in a brainstorm. And just a few minutes ago, Max ran into my home office and planted a huge kiss right on my lips. It's been a great day, and I'm feeling much better about everything. And, I'm very happy to be heading back to the office tomorrow. This little hot dog and sweatpants break was just what I needed to get caught up on life.
i love love love this post.
THIS is what balance is ALL about!!!! WELCOME!!!
Posted by: allison | Thursday, January 17, 2008 at 07:16 PM
I'm in a funk right now. I'll work on finding my way out of it too. It's funny how the more we have to do, the more paralyzed we can be. Good luck.
Posted by: Stacey | Thursday, January 17, 2008 at 08:47 PM
Good thing Michael went shopping so there are chips in the house to get you through!
Posted by: Lauren | Thursday, January 17, 2008 at 08:54 PM
The cure for the common funk! Hurrah! You are soooo not alone in this.
And last night my family had the spaghetti and meatballs that were on your weekly menu for Wednesday, so the harmony of the universe hasn't been disturbed by all of this. Not one bit.
Posted by: nrbp | Thursday, January 17, 2008 at 10:12 PM
I think "funky rut" is my new favorite phrase.
Posted by: Susan | Friday, January 18, 2008 at 11:33 AM
I love you.
And I also love a good hotdog night... And nacho night...and chicken wing night...
Perfect, perfect evening. Glad it did the trick!
Posted by: Stefania/CityMama | Friday, January 18, 2008 at 04:36 PM
Great to see your "funk" has ended
Posted by: kyooty | Monday, January 21, 2008 at 11:47 AM