Maybe it was something I ate yesterday, or didn’t. Or something I did or didn’t do, or thoughts I had or didn’t have — like not enough gratitude perhaps? Whatever the cause, in spite of enough sleep and a truly good cup of coffee, I’ve woke up with a major case of the blahs.
So I sat on the couch for a bit sort of wondering why. I checked my phone and there was a hoped for but not expected text with the best answer possible. I dimly recognized this was good news, and still felt blah.
I’ve been making a personal study recently of when I’m down, or angry, or fearful, reaching for a better feeling.
My go-to-feel-better thought has been of humming birds. My lovely mental picture of those amazing flying creatures had no apparent effect.
Or maybe they did.
An errant thought chugged slowly across my semi-conscious mind. “Doing something often makes you feel better.” No, I have no idea where I got that notion. Yes you can quote me. It sort of worked because did go out and water the garden which at least got me up and off the couch and into the world.
Next I put away laundry, a truly hated chore for some reason and started a load of wash. And here we are.
I have a case of the blahs and I’m writing! I actually sat down at my computer instead of going back to bed and am writing. That’s a major win for me as I think it would be for any freelance writer.
That voice in my head reminded me it’s my clear intention to post something on Medium every day and the secret real agreement is to post something at least five days a week. So I sat at the computer, did the password thing so I could get to my Medium account sure I had absolutely nothing to write about that would interest anyone ever.
Slowly the recognition came to me that I’m not the first, nor will I be the last writer, or entrepreneur, or grandmother, or meditator, or participant in a non-profit who every woke up with the blahs. Maybe telling the story of my blahs and how I if not got over them, at least kept them from stopping me would help someone else. Maybe someone would clap!
A truth right now is I still have the blahs — the kind that feel heavy and dark in the back of my head. But heck, I’ve had whole non-blah days when I didn’t get as much done as I already have today. I do feel significantly better. Which doesn’t mean I won’t crash for a short or long nap or sit and gaze out the window. Heck, who knows, I might even go to the gym this afternoon.
The takeaway if there is one is that by reaching for a better thought and doing something, I’ve been able to begin to function.
Write well and often,