Down in the Dumps

Today I went to work "down in the dumps" and everyone asked me what was wrong. I had no answer for them because I, myself, did not know what is wrong. Could it be that the kids started school on Monday, Tristan's birthday was Tuesday, work has been piling up on me trying to get the professors situation for their classes, the house is moving a lot slower than I had hoped for, missing my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother, who I don't see as often as I should?

I tried to stay in better spirits for my co-workers but it was hard to act all happy and joyful. I really just wanted to go back home and crawl in bed and get the day over with. But what would that accomplish? If I did go home and go back to bed then the work will still be piled on my desk with more work to be done, the house would still be in the same shape as it was (lucky Mikey is working on it), I would still miss my family, and I would probably feel worse than I already did.

As the day moved on I started to feel better because I started to see the top of my desk, I knew in my heart that my family loved me and would be near me in a second if I asked, that I had a healthy son and daughter that I adore, that I had a loving husband that supports me no matter what my bad habits are, and that my co-workers care about me to notice that I was feeling "down in the dumps".

Every now and again people feel "down in the dumps" but if you have a great circle of family and friends they can lift your spirits.