Feeling Blue

I don’t feel like doing anything. I just want to sit on the couch eat lots of chocolate and ice cream. Then I get this your-fat-feeling an I don’t feel like doing that either. We just got back from a short week long trip to PA so there is a bunch of stuff to do, you know the usual stuff like laundry and dishes and unpacking and locating the items your missing…
Last night I fell asleep on the couch which is expected when you’ve been in a car for hours the day before. Tonight… I don’t really have that excuse. I’m not tired, I just don’t want to do anything. A list of things to accomplish and I have zero ambition. I hate this feeling, this lack of effort, this blah.
Instead of simply indulging in an over abundance of Netflix I got up, lit a candle, pulled together the laundry, and got ready to start dishes. Until I decided to make this rather depressing post. I like to be busy. I like to be doing things. This lack of desire to do the things I want to get done is awful.
I have this I-wanna-go-home feeling, yet… I have everything I need right here. Except for the fact that he is currently at work and out of snuggling range. 🙂 I guess I’m hoping that by writing this out I’ll feel better and I have to admit that it is working a bit.
I still don’t want to do anything. I still want chocolate and ice cream but I am feeling a little less blue.
So much to do… Guess I’m going to have to push myself out of my own slump. 😛 Starting to smell the candle. Dishes won’t do themselves. Waiting for my man to come home.
Hoping for better days. At least ones that don’t feel quite so blue…