The Cure for What Ails You.

Packing has been moving along nicely.  My pile of boxes is steadily growing and I have faith that when moving day arrives I WILL NOT be rushing to randomly throw all remaining junk in a box 20 minutes before the movers arrive.  On Friday I was told that if I spent half the time packing that I spent blogging about packing I would probably already be done.  True.

Blogging about it is just so much more fun!

Splinter helping with organizing my photos :)

Last week was full of wonderful and valuable moments with friends.  Pedicures, sunshine on a patio with friends, holding a beautiful baby...

2 1/2 hour mani-pedi!

But Friday was a rough day.  A variety of factors compounded by missing Caleb all came to a peak by the end of the day, and Saturday morning I just felt drained and melancholy.  I had a couple of choices.  My first thought was to lay on the couch all day, read trashy Fifty Shades of Grey, and eat nothing but junk.  I thought it sounded like a pretty good option.  But then I remembered something that I heard during my Skype session with Kelle Hampton from Enjoying the Small Things.  She said that whenever she is sad she does anything she can to make herself feel better.  Of course actually doing this meant getting up off the couch, but I was so glad that I did.  After all, it has been scientifically proven that purposefully making yourself smile can trick you into feeling better.

I went to the Farmer's Market and bought myself two bunches of flowers, some fresh veggies, and a gift for a friend.

I went to said friend's Birthday celebration and ate cake.  Oh, and had corn dogs and cheese fries for dinner.

And on Sunday I kept it up by going for my first run of the summer.  I saw baby ducks.

You know, I think its true that even when you feel sad, forcing yourself to smile does makes you feel better.  There are so many wonderful opportunities out there from eating corn dogs for dinner to holding a new friend's baby.  I have too much to be thankful for to waste all those precious moments.  I don't want to miss out on anything.

Don't worry... I still did plenty of trashy novel reading...  

 But now its Monday morning, I'm drinking my coffee, preparing for work, and I feel much better.