I’m having an “off” day. I just feel very lethargic and unmotivated and I have no idea why. It’s so nice outside and I have no inclination to step foot outdoors. It’s mothers day and my mother has chosen to garden her manicure away, it seems to be what makes her happy.
Thinking about it, I think I inherited this moroseness from my mother. She is ALWAYS doing something, no matter what the hour she’s got 12 things on the go. I think it’s what keeps her so happy. And now that I’m feeling “bleh” sitting here simply typing about sentiment, I realize there’s a substantial possibility I feel this melancholy from my lack of motivation and not vice versa.
They (don’t ask me who they are) say that for people with mental health stuff going on (I’m tired of using the word issues) it’s important to stay busy and to stick to a schedule. I certainly don’t disagree, I notice I thrive under pressure and get the most done in small periods of time.
I’m trying not to let these vibrations ruin my day. Instead, I’ll try to use it in one way or another.