Christmas Eve. Normally I would be one thousand shades of excited and hungry for all the desserts which come around but once per year.
This year…um, well, it’s like an empty table. I have no thoughts or feelings regarding this holiday. I’ve run out of “Christmas gas”. I’ve even tried recharging my life batteries by taking almost a week off of my usual routine of blogging, working out religiously, and being a general type “A”.
Nothing has helped.
A plus…comes in the form of an unexpected phone call…I will be starting work earlier than projected…a.k.a. the day after tomorrow…at least that puts a small yet flavorful (I’ll be working in the Whole Foods bakery) plate on my barren table.
To win over my stubborn subconscious, I tried glittering and sparkling and high heeling everything (including the boyf) last night. It brought a smile to my face, but inside….I have to be honest…I didn’t get that amazing “I AM AWESOME, LIFE IS GOOD” feeling I usually get when dressing up or spending time with someone I love. (Yeah, I’m well aware this is probably some kind of depression…and I have NO idea why it’s chosen to show (or not show) it’s emotionless face as of now.)
Here’s a Cheers to Heels workout I did in my hotel room last night:
What have been your experiences with the holidays? I hope your tables are filled with four course meals, desserts, and most importantly…EMOTIONS! 🙂
Peace, love, and Christmas!