I had to LAY on the BED to BUTTON my JEANS. For real.
The only food that sounds appealing to me AT ALL is CANDY. In Mass Quantities.
My house is STILL not SOLD. We're taking it off the market at the end of November and my dreams of downsizing into a cute townhouse on the riverfront will be DEAD. For now.
Carlie has a tummy ache. AGAIN.
We have NO GROCERIES in the house and NO PAYCHECK on the immediate horizon.
I have ZERO jobs scheduled for the next two weeks. ZERO.
I REGISTERED FOR and PAID FOR another HALF MARATHON in January. Immediate buyer's remorse after clicking PAY NOW. WTH was I thinking? Ack.
I can feel my holiday funk creeping into my bones. This is always a difficult time of year for me. I need a strategy to head it off. How do you beat the blues? And quick -- name something that DOES NOT SUCK. Puppies and kitties don't count.