I saw this picture today when I was at Target...and I wanted that front one.
The Peppermint Mocha Frappuccino.
And I don't even drink coffee.
This is how I know when things are not going well. I start craving crap that I don't even like and stuff that I may like but makes me feel physically or emotionally awful. I won't indulge because it will make me sick, but the cravings can be pretty strong and are definitely a mood-barometer.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, this is a "woe is me" post.
I know that in this season of greetings, amidst the tidings of comfort and joy, I should be celebrating and expressing gratitude for all I can do, all that I have, and all that there is. Instead, I am stuck in what I can't do, what I don't have, and what there isn't. For the moment, I am mired in negativity...and it super sucks. The ridiculous guilt for being on such a downer compounds the crappy feelings, too. Great.
This doesn't happen to me very often, but when it does...
Okay.
So what am I going to do to try and drag my sorry ass out of this abyss?
Against my better judgement, I am going to go for a run. The run in and of itself is not what is 'against my better judgement.' It's what I am going to attempt during my run that is 'against my better judgement.'
No, I'm not going to tell you what it is. I'll tell you later... and I'll tell you if it worked.
And I may end up wishing that I had just opted for the dang frappuccino.
