The Cure for the Common Funk?

by Ginger on August 17, 2011

in Family, I'm a Disaster

I’ve been in a funk the past couple of days. There are a bunch of reasons, some legitimate, some annoying, and some just plain whiny, but the general gist is that I’ve been in a very “woe-is-me” state of mind.

Of course, I don’t ENJOY being in a funk, so I’ve been trying to work to stop being in a funk but that never ends up working out the way you hope, right? I tried writing about it, but that post was so whiny and self-indulgent that I couldn’t bring myself to post it. I tried sleeping on it, and that didn’t help either.

You know what helped?

Yes, that is a baby in a bag

 

These guys. I know it sounds trite, but honestly, it was hanging out with my family. I came home last night and the kid was silly and N.C. was silly and we all were silly together. We played chase, and we stacked blocks, and we read books, and we tickled, and we laughed. There weren’t massive tantrums. There wasn’t biting, or hitting. There was only the bare minimum of throwing. It was a good 2 hours of enjoying my family, of living in the moment with them, not thinking about money or work or any of the other stuff that’s been swirling in my mind for the past few days. I let my toddler’s infectious laugh wash over me, lift my spirits and bring me along in his joy.

I still have a lot on my mind, a lot swirling. I’m still not entirely settled. But for a few hours, at least, my family helped to lift me out of my funk. And all I can say is thank goodness for my family.

Erin August 17, 2011 at 8:14 am

That picture makes my heart smile. Seriously.

Megan August 17, 2011 at 11:13 pm

Make that two tickets to Funksville. I’m right there with ya’.

But, I’m really glad you got a reprieve last night. Those are the best!

Elizabeth August 21, 2011 at 11:20 pm

That’s my cure too. That, and impromptu dance/jump parties with Hannah. A baby’s giggles will always cure me of just about anything.

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