I have the blahs. The blahs of February. I have not done well with food in the last week. I am still managing the sugar, with the exception of a couple of wayward cookies. But I kept it to one big cookie, each foray into cookieland. And I only visited cookieland twice. But my portion control has waned a little bit. I am not depressed int he clinical sense. I am winter depressed. The dark, the cold, the blahs just weigh me down. I lose my inclination to be creative. Really, I just want to sleep, and if not sleep, just curl up in bed, all warm under the covers.
Well, that was pretty uplifting, now wasn't it?
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