I have no reason to be in a bad mood. The house is reasonably clean (just a Goodwill pile in the middle of the living room). My Guy is fine. Work is fine. No migraines, no other bodily problems. Both Challenges on track. I am in a mild funk regardless. The flavor of my funk is more tinged with irritability; it’s not the Blues, there’s more grouch.
My treatment will consist of a long, hot bath, and some muffins. Peach banana oatmeal cornmeal walnut muffins, with a few dried cranberries even. I have a couple new paperbacks from garage sales. I’m going to avoid speaking, because I can just tell I won’t be nice.
Funk, Attempting to Treat with Muffins
May 7th, 2006 at 10:11 pm
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I am guilty of the same crankiness....not too often, however. (Thankk goodness for all around)