Do you ever get the blahs?  Where really, you could just lie on the couch all day and watch tv?  Or if you were really raising the bar you’d read all day, not answer your phone, eat chocolate frosting and drink too much wine?  Naw, that was this weekend, not today.  Oh wait, I’m a SAHM and have two boys who want to play with me.  Yeah….So I’m deciding not to have any guilt about BigBoy watching 4 hours of vintage Speed Racer today.  Baby, finally, I’ll admit is sick.  He peed three times today in his pants and yep, I’m finally reverting back to pull ups.  I hate laundry.  I also loathe doing the dishes.  My range hasn’t been cleaned in five days.  I don’t care.  And you can suck it if you have an opinion about it that’s not sympathetic to my blahs.

Is there anything wrong?  Nope, not really.  I just don’t feel like talking right now.

Is there anything you can do?  Nope.  Just let me mope.  I’ll obsess over stupid American Idol and Bejeweled.  It will pass in a few days just like Baby’s cough.

My horoscope even confirms my mood.  “At heart, you’re basically a very social animal. You love nothing better than being with kindred spirits who understand you — which isn’t always easy to come by, since you’re much smarter than the average bear. So once you find those soul mates, you’ll do anything to keep them happy. And handy. You’re in a very different mood right now, though, and it might feel unfamiliar. You want to hibernate, make the world go away. Don’t worry, you’re not losing your mind. This is normal.”

Let’s not dwell on it.  But please, tell me.  From time to time you feel this way too, n’est pas?  Comments most welcomed.

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