I've been grumpy these past few days...yes, just in time for Christmas...it's tied very much to the fact that I've had no time to write for more days than I can count (beyond this journal, that is). This morning I was fit to be tied, as the old expression goes...jumping out of my own skin. Everything irritated me, including, how very irritated I was about next to nothing.
At around 4:45, finally made it out the door for a jog. It was getting dark already (it is the winter solstice after all), but I was determined to run for an hour or so. Which I did...and it was exhilarating. Completely cured me of the grumps. I feel so lucky to be healthy--much more healthy than this time last year--and so blessed to have a wonderful family, all of them in good health and reasonably happy. Missing my parents quite a bit...but the pain of losing them, intense in 2006-2009, has subsided to a near-constant, low-pressure longing.
Sometimes the only cure for grumpiness is to smash it.
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