I woke up very unlike myself. I woke up needing praise, needing validation, needing an atta girl and there was none to be found. I woke up needing to be told I’m the awesomest person in the world. And at 5:30 AM, there was no one around to do that.
Sigh.
So I got on the treadmill and climbed hills for a few minutes, thinking a little accomplishment early in the day would be a great beginning. I climbed til my ass hurt, but it didn’t do much for me. I even soaked in a hot bubble bath post-treadmill, and a bubble bath usually fixes everything, but…no.
On the surface, all is well. Underneath it all, I am unsettled. Too many things are up in the air and I prefer to be in control, so I think maybe that’s where the nervousness and neediness come into play this morning. As I sip my requisite Diet Coke, I’m trying to make a mental list of what I am in control of and what I know I’m doing well to see if I can bring myself back to more comfortable footing…