Day 317

The Three Fishes, Kerry Hyndman


It’s been a whole week since I posted.

I don’t have any excuse. I’ve just been feeling rebellious lately. No, I don’t WANT to exercise. or read parenting books. or exert self control.

or blog.

Every day over the past week, as evening approached, I’d spend a few minutes thinking about what to write and come up short. I don’t know why, really, except that things haven’t been processing in the steady positive upward direction that’s so easy to write about.

I’m in a Slump.

Some amount of ill-defined personal stress is getting to me in a number of physical ways (TMJ from nightly teeth clenching has my ears plugged up, feeling like an ear infection, fingernails are bitten to the quick – yes, disgusting, upper back is a ball of knots, and I’m having stress nightmares).

And my healthy coping mechanisms have gone by the wayside in favor of the less healthy ones – mentioned in a previous post.

I can’t put my finger on exactly what is causing this though, which of course is stressful in and of itself.

All that to say, I don’t have a neat & tidy post to share, so I’ve stayed quiet.

But still 100% sober.