Sunday, February 26, 2012

Where the heck do I even begin anymore?

I mean, I've been away for so long now that it seems rude to just pop in and try to pick up where I left off. I feel like I owe my loyal readers more than that.

Maybe hugs would be more appropriate. Or five minutes of cuddling. Unfortunately, I don't know how to do those things online. If I did, I wouldn't be living in squalor as I do now.

So...I think I'm just going to jump right in. Hugs and cudding are assumed for all.

I've been in a sort of funk for the past several months. I've tried to post things but it seems like my brain doesn't work properly. Everything I try to post seems boring and stupid and I end up deleting it and playing Mahjong instead.

Or eating. There's been a lot of stress eating. My spanx have become a staple of my wardrobe.

This phenomenon of Failing Brain Syndrome is not isolated to the Bitz. It happens all the time in real life too. I feel like everything I say is boring and stupid and I end up in my pajamas playing Mahjong instead. Or eating. Did I mention there's been a lot of stress eating?

I'm sure my friends are fed up with my funk too. I try to go through the motions and whatnot, but it just fails. I end up letting the funk take over so I don't have to embarrass myself. Then, I end up at home playing Mahjong instead. Are you sensing the theme in my life?

It sucks.

I couldn't even enjoy myself at an 80's party last night. An 80's party! I heart the 80's! I even made dessert for the party. Super awesome dessert.

See? Awesome.

Also, super fun to make.

It's a shame baking is the one true joy in my life (after my dear husband, of course). Baking is not good for someone with a sweet tooth and no self control.


I'm finding it really hard to avoid ditching this post and go play Mahjong right now.

However, if I want to snap out of this funk, I have to do just that. No Mahjong! Well, not right now anyway. It's a really fun game.

I don't really have a plan to fight the funk. I just hope that I can slowly let it fade if I start to do those things that make me happy. Blogging, exercising, baking (for others), eating right. I have to remember that it's okay to let the laundry pile up sometimes. It's not okay to let the funk pile up.

Do you like that little bit of wisdom? Feel free to put that on a t-shirt if you like. Just send me a cut. I may need therapy money if my plan that's not really a plan doesn't work.


  1. Sorry you're funkified, honey. :( I hope nothing major(ly bad) is going on in your world and this is just, like, temporary funkness. Love you.

  2. I disappeared for a little while too... funk, depression, winter blahs... call it what you want.
    I'm slowly fighting my way through the funk with the help of little pink pills and activity.
    Missed your posts girly!


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