I’ve been in a funk all day long. I’m not sure why – everything seems to be going quite well in my life. I’m healthy. My job is secure, and I’m performing well there. My family is doing well. I have a great group of friends. And, recently, I’ve gone on a few dates with a very nice gent.
So why so low?
I spent some time ruminating on my weird mood today and it boils down to something a good friend once shared with me – never get to H.A.L.T. or you’ll be heading into trouble. For those out of the loop (I was until my friend clued me in), H.A.L.T. stands for Hungry, Angry, Lonely, Tired. Yep – the recipe for disaster.
And all of the sudden, it hit me. I had a fun weekend, but it was busy. I went each night and stayed out too late – each night. I ate junk food. And I was feeling a little bitter that I worked a lot (something I don’t normally have to devote my time to on Saturdays and Sundays).
It’s no surprise that I’m feeling wobbly (physically and emotionally) today.
I’m excited that I’m taking a dose of my friend’s remedy to H.A.L.T. tonight. I’ve just chugged yet another bottle of water – the elixer of all good things. In just a few moments, I’ll be meeting Ann for a long walk. When I get home, I’m planning on having a nice, green salad for dinner. And, I’m leaving my Crackberry in the “off” position until 7:30 tomorrow morning. If all goes well, I’ll be in bed at 9:00 this evening and off to sleep the funk away.
Goodbye H.A.L.T.; Hello HAPPY!