Lately I'm struggling. I feel somewhat like the song lyrics Rob Thomas wrote for "Unwell". I am overcome by things I have no control over and feel as gray as the sky. I have no motivation to do anything. So this post is about me admitting my truth and hopefully moving on by doing so. So here it is:
I still have all my Christmas decorations up.
I haven't seen my dining room table, bathtub or the floor in my two spare bedrooms for longer than I can remember.
I sleep on the couch because I can't get to my bed which is probably ruined and my husband likes a very firm mattress. If I sleep on it I am in pain.
I live in pajamas and sweats.
Things in my fridge and freezer need to be thrown out because I haven't cooked a decent meal in so long they are freezer burned or moldy.
If I venture out to the store I buy things I know I have because it's easier than looking for them.
I have unopened boxes that have been delivered. I haven't opened anything since November. I just stack them up wherever I find room.
I have dirty dishes in the kitchen sink that have been sitting in water for three days because I didn't wash them.
So those are my ugly truths. Now I will do my best to move forward one step at a time. I plan to start in the kitchen with those dishes. Thanks for listening. I already feel a bit better admitting to all the things I haven't done. HUGS!