I’m usually pretty good on Mondays.
This one, however, is rainy and dreary and I would honestly love to curl back up in bed with the pugs and a few good movies and/or books.
Speaking of pugs, Bentley has to go back to the vet to have the sample taken. This is not necessarily bad news, but it’s not good news either. I’m going to be a wreck all day while we wait for news.
I also strained something on my inner thigh, so I’m not too sure if I should run on it. The rain is making me feel like I should bail even more, but then I think of how silly that is, so I’m getting my socks and shoes together.
I’m chalking today up to “one of those days” and letting it go. I refuse to subject myself to additional stress and the positive is that you can’t have the good days without the bad.
How do you get yourself over a case of the blahs?