I hate to admit it, but I fell into a blue funk full of the poor-pitiful-me's yesterday. I had thought the turkey TV dinner would give some sense of the holiday, but couldn't bring myself to heat it. It would have been a sham at best. I took refuge in my usual way...I slept, waking up to take Michael out. I don't plan these somnolent events, but they're my way of coping. That's what big babies do.
If nothing else, I'm well rested today.
Stay safe. Be well.
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