I watched part of the Today Show this morning. I really do not like that show. My best friends, DPR and JelBel, used to watch it in the mornings as they ironed their clothes for work. I've never understood the appeal. I never understood the appeal of ironing, either.
Yesterday was a bit rough. I was in a funk, a funk I didn't really see coming on. A. saw it; for two days previous he was asking me how I felt, if I wanted to talk about anything. Why is that others can see me fade into a 4 or 3, but I don't see it until I am at the 4 or 3? I suppose this is something to try and pay attention to. I think I will keep a daily journal of how I am feeling to see if I notice any patterns.
Yesterday was difficult because it was also frustrating. I had no reason to feel badly, yet I did. I don't want to feel yucky, dammit!
I emailed JelBel and DPR and let them know I was having an off day. I never did that before. I figured hiding it from them hadn't helped me for the past six years, I might as well try something different, right?
I came home from work last evening and prepared for this morning. I knew the less I had to face this morning the easier it would be to get out of bed. I talked to A.; I forced myself to work on The Thesis for two hours. I did my full nighttime yoga routine and took my time getting ready for bed.
I felt better.Good, almost.
This morning has been a good one. I got up with my alarm (with a sweet and gentle nudge from A., accompanied by a patient smile) and did my morning yoga routine. I made the bed and had a load of laundry started before I was in the shower. I ate breakfast and enjoyed a cup of coffee while trying to watch the Today Show.
Other than that insipid show, it has been a wonderful morning. (No offense, faithful viewers!)
Today is good.