February Funk

This month. Oh this month.

Yesterday we had the coolest story ever. Totally made my day great — I work with cool people. So when I don’t feel like I’m bringing my best, I have to sit myself down and resolve to do better.

In the midst of it all, we put an offer in on a really cute house. By the time I was faxing it in, I was already selecting paint colors and furniture and plotting just how I would wallpaper the half bath. Then of course we didn’t get it. We were too slow. I know I have to get used to the process, but can you hate me for wanting it to be easy? Besides, if you’re going to spend your life savings, you really have to be in love with the house. As a coworker said, “they are like boyfriends, there is always another one on the horizon.”

Thank you, thank you very much. It actually was pretty funny.

Then today, I just felt off. A funk really. I couldn’t strike a chord. I think it’s been going on for longer than today, but hopefully it has hit its peak. After work, I went out with a coworker and we ate tacos at Red Iguana. The carnitas aren’t quite San Diego perfection, but they are close. And it really occurred to me that Mexican is officially now my comfort food. Thank you for that SD.

Of course, we had dessert after at the Gateway, another comfort locale. I grabbed my favorite apple pie apple from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory and my pal had froyo.

It was a good end to a meh day. All about turning the day around, right?

Oh and send your prayers and good vibes to Cricket my mom’s guide dog. She is recovering from surgery and needs love.