But I kicked the covers off and trudged to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and hair, then tossed on stretchy pants and a T-shirt. Somehow I made it through the rest of the morning routine. I dove into project number one on my calendar. Ate lunch. Tackled project number two.
|This picture was taken about five years ago when I still made an effort with my appearance every day. P.S. I miss my giant cat, Cookie.|
Throughout my entire adult life I've put on makeup and made some effort with my hair each morning. Yes, I work from home, but I refuse to wear yoga pants or sweat pants during the day. Jeans and a sweater or tee were my work uniform until two years ago when my weight started creeping up. My work uniform felt uncomfortably tight. Yoga pants slipped into the daily wardrobe. I wore make-up less often.
I'd descended down the slippery slope of not taking care of myself. My attitude was primed to plummet as well.
Which leads me back to Wednesday. After football/cross country practice, I put on workout pants and headed to the park for a nice long walk. But I wasn't in a good mood. Oh, no. I was irritated.
These are the things that went through my head as I stretched.
I'm tired of the alarm waking me up every morning.
I'm sick of brushing my teeth.
Flossing is really annoying.
I'm tired of eating. Nothing sounds good.
Why does showering take so long?
I'm really over having to go to bed every night.
Did you get that? Yeah, basically I was tired of going to bed, getting up, showering, and eating.
*raises eyes to ceiling*
I don't even know what to say in my defense. It's ridiculous! I'm ridiculous!!
After my walk/run, I went home with a firm goal. I was going to make an effort with myself again. Yes, that means make-up. And firing up the curling iron or straightener, pulling on jeans and a decent shirt, and not complaining about going to bed/waking up/flossing/eating, which, come on, is stupid to complain about anyhow!!
Today my hair is straight and shiny. My outfit isn't embarrassing. My arms even look toned in this shirt. And I'm looking forward to my broccoli-cheese soup for lunch. :)
Have you ever gotten to a mental low point where even simple daily tasks irritated you? How did you get through it?
Enjoy your weekend!