This past weekend was one of the best I’ve had in as long as I can remember. I felt light and excited and eager to try new things. It’s been awhile since that has happened.
I had plans most of the weekend – meeting up with Mr. T’s family on Friday; a haircut, trying a new burger place, and dinner/drinks in DC on Saturday; dropping off my unwanted stuff at Goodwill, shopping for an upcoming party I’m hosting and helping Mr. T put up a Christmas tree on Sunday.
It was really very nice.
I even tried to get into the Christmas spirit by checking out the National Christmas Tree downtown.
It was imperfectly shaped, but so am I, so I didn’t judge.
DC looked gorgeous in the glow of all the Christmas lights. It was cold out, but the air was still welcoming.
I went to bed last night feeling content, and no longer wrapped up in the unexplained sadness I’ve felt lately.
The weekend was exactly what I needed to calm me and and take the edge off all the bitterness I’ve been throwing out into the world.
I won’t lie and say that some of it hasn’t returned this morning, as it tends to do on Mondays, but overall I think I may have turned a corner.
I don’t like to keep talking about depression and stuff that is, well… depressing, but I feel passionately about making it as approachable a subject as possible.
The moral of the story: If you’re feeling blue try hanging out with someone else’s family, getting your hair did, boozing it up while stuffing your face with burgers and guacamole (I need to start doing restaurant reviews again…) and looking at misshapen Christmas trees. It will cheer you right up.
And if that doesn’t work, just believe that it always gets better somehow.
Even if it gets worse again.
Man, I really suck at being inspirational.
I’m out.
I always get really moody on Sunday nights. It’s like the thought of Monday is worse than the actual Monday. Fun weekends do help though. And so does guacamole.
I agree, I’m always up tossing and turning worrying about Monday. It kind of ruins the weekend.
“It was imperfectly shaped, but so am I, so I didn’t judge.”
I love you. That is all.
Also, I’m glad you had a good weekend! And obviously Mr. T’s fam was smitten with your golden personality and charming good looks. How could they NOT be.
Seriously. Putty in my hands. Haha.
I get moody during finals week and sleep for 11 hours. Sigh
You don’t have to be philosophical to be inspirational. I’m glad you were able to de-funk this weekend and I love the fact the National tree is not perfect.
You don’t suck at being inspirational. You even made me want to suck it up and stop hating on Christmas for a little while.
Haha, woo hoo! I feel successful.
Yeah, I agree with Leah. This post is kinda cute.
I’m glad you had a better weekend! And that your mood has lifted a little!
So the time with the ‘rents was good, huh? Hooray! Mark it down as a win.
Glad to see you’re feeling better. I bet it was the oddly shaped tree that did the trick.
Your weekend sounds like a lot of fun. I’m glad it helped lift you out of your funk. Now…details on that burger please.
Is that XMas tree located on the National Mall out of curiousity? If so, or even if not, remind me to tell you a little Steph story about said mall and my “mall-dar” any day that you need some serious giggles lol. I’ll NEVER live that down… fml :/
Yes it was, and yes I need to hear that!
Best. Advice. Ever. A new haircut + burgers & booze usually does the trick for me to. Not always, but usually.
I’m glad you had a good weekend!
Glad to hear that you went to bed feeling content. I am excited to read more about this party you are hosting!