You’re reading this on Tuesday but I’m writing it on Monday.
I’ve been stuck between metaphorical gears all day.
There’s nothing wrong and I’m not feeling down or anything, I’m just not…something.
It might be because I had a lot of administrative dreams last night. (You know, the kind where you spend the whole night putting things in order?*) So I woke up tired.
Or maybe it’s because the weather looks like this here today.
Whatever the reason, I’ve spent the day feeling glum and kind of vaguely dissatisfied with the work I was doing.
I know how to shake this feeling, of course.
*All* I have to do is to get moving.
But when you are feeling meh, it’s hard to motivate yourself.
And when you are feeling meh and you have ADHD, motivation is even harder to come by.
That’s where our heroine, Khalee, comes to the rescue.
Because she needs a walk, it’s an automatic part of my day.
So, despite the fog, despite the chill, despite my lack of motivation, late this afternoon, I bundled up and took Khalee for a stroll.
As we walked along, looking around and taking deep breaths, I started to feel a lot better.
I started smiling at Khalee, sniffing her way along, wearing the dog shirt that I refer to as her ‘pyjamas.’
And I was filled with gratitude for this good pup whose simple need for exercise helped drag me out of today’s doldrums.
I was still tired but I didn’t feel meh at all anymore.
Thanks for taking your Christine out for a walk, KP, she really needed it.
*Last night, in separate dreams, I was searching for a piece of paper that doesn’t exist in real life, I was trying to remind my husband of things that aren’t happening in real life, and I was trying to teach a sewing class over Zoom (also not happening in real life- which is best for all concerned.)