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As I write this, I’m pushing through another Monday. I’ll be honest. The second I woke up this morning I knew it was going to be one of those unsatisfying days. Why?
- Well, Monday. That probably says it all.
- I didn’t sleep well.
- It’s the end of March and STILL snowing.
- I needed to get groceries this morning.
- I had almost no clean clothes (which meant in addition to the general Monday-ness and groceries, I’d be doing laundry as well).
- I’m pretty sure I gained ten pounds overnight.
- The workout plan I’m doing this week features LONG workouts. The thought of 45-50 minutes of difficult exercise this morning made me gag.
- My original plan for my writing this week has to be adjusted because I received copyedits for a book on Friday (this wasn’t unexpected, but I still have to figure out how I want to approach the week).
- I just wasn’t in the mood. For anything.
I’d love to tell you that as the day wore on my mood improved and I thought, Yeah, Monday, you and me–we got this! Alas, no.
I took extra time over my coffee. I’m very glad I did.
I got groceries, and they took longer than normal because the store is resetting its layout. Also, they were out of half and half, which threw me. Like, I’m taken aback in a bad way. I can handle no bread on the shelf. But no half and half? Mind. Blown.
Since meat was on sale, I spent 30 minutes trimming fat, cutting it up and repackaging it for the freezer. Dealing with raw meat is not my favorite activity. At one point I seriously gagged.
All that laundry? Still doing it. Still folding it. Still putting it away.
The workout? Sweaty.
My writing plan? Still unsettled.
Look, I know I’m a whiner. And I know, I know, I can hear that chirpy friend in my ear, “You should be thankful the store has food. You should be thankful you have money to buy the food. You have your health. You have a working washing machine. You have the luxury of working from home and making your own schedule. At least you had your coffee, right?
That chirpy friend (who is non-existent and probably just a fragment of my personality) is correct. I am very blessed. And most of the time I’m grateful for every little thing.
Not today, though, my friends.
I’m not going to pretend I had a 180 in attitude from morning to now. I didn’t. I’m also not going to spout off about what a great day it was and how much I got done. Admittedly, I did get a lot done. But it was the core stuff, the behind-the-scenes stuff, the not-fun-stuff that allows me to spend the rest of my time working on things that DO satisfy me.
I guess those unsatisfying days lead to the satisfying ones. Maybe they make them sweeter. Who knows?
I’m off for another cup of coffee…
Do you have unsatisfying days? How do you deal with them?
Enjoy your week!