Earlier this month, my husband returned back from a short two month TDY. In the two months, I managed to keep myself extremely busy with work, visits to friends and family — and what I’m not exactly proud of, but overall laziness. I don’t know what it was about August and September. I didn’t go to the gym once (it’s even painful to admit…) and I pretty much spent any free time binge watching Netflix. I. Couldn’t. Even.
For some reason, I didn’t take any of my advice about making the most of separations or or anything for myself really. Nothing new was accomplished personally, just lots of decompression time and perhaps self-reflection. I had plans to deep-clean my kitchen, instead of spot-clean as I cooked. I wanted to organize my closet because I started stacking everything on the floor. I had the idea of spending more time outside, so I can end my summer with a bang. Also, I wanted to blog more. Alas, I didn’t to any of it.
Here’s the best part of everything though…I’m totally okay with it.
Sometimes, we’re entitled to be a bump on a log. Sometimes, nothing is what we actually need. I let go because it was really what I needed.
What was good enough for me was to spend some weekends away and I spend a solid week back in my hometown. Now, I totally need to buck up. I’m done with being a lazy bum. With my husband back, we’ve made plans to be morning gym people. I’ve successfully went to the gym twice in the morning now. Today, I Zumba-ed in my living room because I slept in a bit and didn’t have time to hit the gym. It’s nice because he’s been really helpful with motivating me.
So, it’s official, I’m getting myself out of this rut and getting with the program! At least, I feel completely refreshed, ready and raring to get going!
Have you felt blah before where you can’t even do anything?