I get into funks, you know, where I just want to hide all day long. I look around and see things that need to be done and I can't seem to bring myself to do them. Simple things, like deleting emails, seem like climbing a mountain. I'm starting to remind myself of those hokey depression commercials where the cloud follows the lady (it's always a lady too, isn't it??) or she falls into a hole or whatever. I also have a headache which is most likely due to staying up too late last night reading a Dean Koontz book. Today is just one of those days when I'm feeling sorry for myself and pouting.
Things are going well, honestly. There is a medical plan, at least until September and another scan. Eric is taking us to the beach at the end of the month. I'm busily planning our homeschool year, buying books and thinking about schedules and routines. Yesterday I put a couple Lego sets together with Eli, and this weekend I'm going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Pt 2. I have awesome friends and a cool family. I found a really neat recipe for Salsa Verde Burgers with Avocado Mayo, and I got FOUR new cookbooks for my birthday.
I think the thing that sucks the most about cancer is the shadow of it covers your whole life. Sometimes the shadow is heavier than other times, but even if it's light, it's still always there. Maybe the best I can do is keep taking care of myself. I should start yoga again, I've been a yoga slacker.
I don't know.
But for today, there is cleaning to be done (I'm lookin' at you, homeschool shelves). Homeschool books to buy. Sewing is waiting for me too. I'm not sure what will help me out of this funk, but I'll keep on keepin' on.