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How was your weekend?

Mine was sponsored by Lysol.

Sally Brown stayed home on Friday, rocking a fever and snotty head.  I’ve been having weird all over body aches and tender skin.  WebMD has me convinced it’s Fibromyalgia.  It’s probably stress, poor eating and sleeping habits, but I’ll take my telethon, just in case.  I spent Saturday feeling like crap and snugged up with my baby girl. 

Sunday she and I wake up to find Duder alone in the living room, talking about Daddy is sick.  Of course.  Sure enough, fever, chills, monster truck headaches.  So now I’ve got to keep him sequestered, keep blondie medicated, dose myself up with something to take away all of my aches and pains and have Duder washing hands with OCD like frequency while keeping a three foot bubble between him and the sickies. 

I was so happy when all three of them went to bed at 8pm last night, I nearly cried.  I sat alone in my clean living room and watched Golden Globes.  I love the Globes.  I love how drunk everyone gets and I thought that Tina and Amy did amazing jobs as hostesses for the night.  They had some genuinely snarky yet spot on funny zingers.  I usually don’t have the patience to sit through awards shows, I just like the fashion recaps the next day, but last night was entertaining from start to finish.

I slept on the couch, rather than next to a moaning, groaning, fever soaked giant.  Of course when the alarm went off I felt like I had just fallen asleep.  That’s been the trend lately.  I sleep deeply, but wake up feeling not at all refreshed.  I’m not having my usual crazy dreams, or waking up in the night due to children and cat, but I can’t remember the last time I felt like I had a good restful sleep, it’s strange.

I did try a little something new.  This weekend I’ve started taking an herbal supplement that is for mood.  Specifically for an increased positivity in your moods.  I really don’t want to go back on any kind of antidepressant/anxiety type medicine to get me back out of the funk I find myself wading in.  I feel this funk is way more exterior driven but I also recognize that I’m really lacking in the self-driven motivators to pull me through it.  It’s a bit of a chicken/egg scenario.  So, you take these things twice a day.  I decided last night, to take one at bedtime, with the hopes that the horrible malaise that lands on my first thing Monday mornings stays at bay. 

I think it worked!  Even though I was exhausted and sore, I arose in time.  Hit the shower, didn’t freak out getting dressed even though I couldn’t find what I wanted to wear and was out of the house in time for rain to not make me late.  Even as I sit here now, I’m not full of that dread and oh-god-i-just-want-to-go-home feeling that has been wearing me for weeks now.  I’m going to take these things just as I should and see if I can tell a real difference in my outlook and general emotional baseline. 

Ok Monday, I guess I’d better get it in gear.  I’ve spent too much time this morning commenting on Globes fashion snark over at Celebitchy.  I love that site.  Tomandlorenzo are where I go for my fashion education and razor sharp commentary.  And the Go Fug Yourself girls will always have my heart.  Between those three I could avoid actual work all day long.

Peace my lovelies!