Shaking a Funk

Last week, I had nothing to say. I felt like I had no good to share with world. We had an amazing weekend with friends and coming back to the real world was really tough. There were piles of laundry (🙏 my mother in law washed all the kids laundry!), meal planning to do, prepping for school on Monday, plus a million other things to do. All week I was trying to get my feet back under me, while getting myself out of a huge funk.

As a mom and wife, there is no time to be in a funk.  I had about an hour on Sunday night to wallow and then I needed to pull on my big girl panties and get it together. So I did, but not really. When I am in this type of mood, I have to do the opposite of what I want to do. I wanted to eat a lot of processed food, rewatch old seasons of Real Housewives and throw my clothes on the floor. But I didn't. I listened to audio books (while I'm being honest, I wrote Books on Tape first👵), drank a million gallons of water, and drank a smoothie for breakfast. And you know what- by Friday I felt good again. But it took me five days of self talk and self care to get there.

When I went to write throughout the week, I felt like an impostor. I kept thinking "What do I have to share? Everyone is doing it so much better than me". For the sake of my pride, I hope that I'm not the only one that feels this way. Because friends, we do have something to share and we're all doing more than amazing work here. I wasn't ready to write last week, but I really ready to write this week. The one action that keeps me going strong when I think that I am the absolute worst is to create a list of all of the amazing things that I do. It's that concrete proof that life is not that bad. While I'm not going to share all of my list with you, I hope the start of mine gets you thinking. I definitely encourage you to create your own list of all of the awesome things that you do and are. Put it in a place that reminds you that you are the best you ever.

Disclaimer: Sharing these lists is so personal to me and my family. I've written, deleted, and rewritten more times that I would like to admit. Please be kind in your judgement about me. I honestly think that the smaller things are what keep you full filled each day.

I'm the best mom ever because: 

• I've learned the lyrics to Thunder by Imagine Dragons to sing to Bo at bedtime. (His choice, not mine)
• I let Elliott pull all of my pajamas out of my drawer and she thinks it's hilarious. (I do not think it is hilarious, but she loves it so I do too now)
• I listen to suggestions about dinner ideas
• I sit on the floor and play with my kids

I'm the best wife because: 

• I buy whole coffee beans and then grind them at Costco even though it drives me crazy it makes Bobby ridiculously happy. 
• I fold and put away clothes every day
• I refluff Bobby's pillow every morning
• I fill the car with gas before car trips

Create your list. Put it in a place you can see it. Add to it often. 

How do you shake yourself from a super funk?

You've Got This. 

(And if you think that you don't, ask me. I'll come up with a list for you)