In a Funk

I've been in a bit of a funk lately.  Have felt a little blah and unmotivated and haven't felt like blogging--at all.  I'm sure there are several possible reasons for this, one of which is that it has been raining a lot off and on and we've even been under a few tornado warnings.  (In fact, one morning I was awoken at 6 a.m. to the sirens going off after I had been up late the night before finishing a novel.) 

Last Saturday, it was actually sunny so I bribed Miles to go for a walk with me despite the chilly temperature and wind outside.  I thought that being out in the sunshine might help with my funk.  Yes, I admit I bribed him with, "we can even go walk up to the gas station and get some candy," because he was enveloped with his computer and cars play at the time.  As we were walking along, holding hands, talking and enjoying our time together, out of the blue Miles said, "Mommy, I love you!"  Oh, my heart swooned.  Note to self: Must do this more often.

Here's what I know about being in a funk:

Sometimes you will be in a funk.
Even if you are a professor or a counselor or even a play therapist.
Even if you are a creative type.
It just means you gotta be extra kind to yourself.
It means you gotta make sure you get enough sleep.
It means you gotta do some of the little things that make you happy.
It means you gotta be patient with yourself.
It means you gotta work extra hard to do the stuff that must be done and forget the rest for awhile.
It means you are imperfect.

It doesn't mean you're crazy.
It doesn't mean you still can't be helpful to others.
It doesn't mean it's gonna last a very long time.

It just means you are normal.

Peace 3



Nothing is worth more than this day.
- Goethe

This time of year is usually so stressful for me.  Partly because of the holiday activities but also because it's the end of the semester and I'm about as motivated as my students.  I know I'll get it all the grading done, but I've also got to take care of myself or I get sick.  Like I am now.

So today I'll rest.  I already spent the morning napping and reading a novel (one of my favorite forms of play).  The house is quiet for a little while longer.  I am at peace.

What are you doing to find a little peace?


Signs


There are signs all around us. Whether or not someone or something chooses to send them to us is another story. I think what's more important is whether or not we choose to see the signs.

So the signs I'm noticing are...

I've been battling a sinus infection. Last night I was so wiped out by it I actually only met my Play Therapy class for 30 minutes and sent them home. I RARELY do that. I just had no energy left. So here's a sign I am doing too much and need to slow down and rest.

My computer is still not fixed. I'm the one who broke it when I tried to go online and figure out why the printer wasn't scanning. I suppose this is a sign that either a) I am spending too much time on the computer or b) I need to ask for help when it comes to certain things. I am really missing having access to my pictures.

This isn't a sign but it could become one. My hubby and I have a very crazy work schedule where each of us go 31 hours without seeing the other one or the kids. This is something we have chosen so we don't have to put the kids in day care or pay for childcare. What this also means is during the school week (M-Th) we only have 2 evenings where we are all together for dinner. If other activities get in the way it takes its toll with someone inevitably getting irritable or whiny. This is a sign that it's time to slow down and reconnect. One of the best ways to do this is through some form of play.

Are there signs you need to pay attention to?

By the way, did you notice the symbolism of the fire truck behind the signs in the picture?