It’s easy to act happy.
It’s easy to say, “Good!” and paste a smile on your face when someone asks you how you’ve been doing.
It’s easy to get off your ass and do things that are required and/or expected of you.
Heck, it’s even easy to act all chipper and upbeat on your blog, lest a random visitor stops by and decides to check out the first page.
But it’s not easy to keep it going.
In fact, it’s utterly draining.
I have my good days, and I have my bad days. And for the last week or so, I have had more bad days than good. I’m not sure exactly why. Is it because the days are getting shorter? Perhaps it’s some sort of chemical imbalance? Do I need to up the dosage of my antidepressants?
For all I know, it could just be a temporary setback.
But there’s no denying that I’ve been in a funk.
This Saturday, I leave for L.A. for a friend’s wedding. J insisted that I take this mini-break by myself while he takes a couple of days off from work to take care of the girls. And as much as I will miss them, I also know that this will be my first vacation since June 2010, when I was still pregnant with Claire and we took our babymoon…and I am in dire need of some R&R — mental as well as physical.
Let’s hope that this dip is, in fact, temporary and that I will feel better soon.
And in case I do I post much rest of the week, or for the duration of my stay in L.A. —
Be sure to keep checking, because I will be hosting two giveaways in the near future!