Maybe it's the constant changing of weather. Not good for my allergies.. What.So.Ever.
Maybe it's the hurricane winds (hate for my hair to blow.. hate)
Maybe it's the highschool convention going on at the Marriott that's had every restaurant packed for two weeks now, to where I can't even get lunch.
Maybe it's my lack of sleep.
Maybe it's Kendol's snoring. (he is sick and can't breath.. so naturally he is snoring...poor guy, he can't help it, but we all know how much repetitive noises make me almost have a nervous breakdown.) Last night, I finally gave up and slept on the couch. I've never done that.
Maybe it's all of the crazy news coming from my highschool.
Maybe I'm homesick.
Maybe I miss my friends.
Maybe I'm sad bc my Haysie Poo has an eachache and her tubes aren't working. And I know she got her bad ears from her Aunt Cal. Breaks my heart. It's awful. Trust me.
Maybe it's the fact that I just want a damn cheeseburger (this counting calories isn't really that bad at all and it definitely works... but damn it I just want something bad for me)
Maybe it's that I've been trying not to let myself drink cokes this week.
Maybe it's the fact that I've NEVER been this pale in my life. Seriously. Why did I cancel my tanning, again?
Maybe it's the fact that they may bring the cowboy back on Idol. I will die.... Ugh
Maybe it's the fact that I don't even have a quarter... yes a quarter, to get a drink at work...
Maybe it's all of the sad, undeserving news I've been hearing from friends and blog friends.
My heart is just heavy. My mood is just down. And I just don't like it one bit. These are all silly little things (yes some are serious, some are not) that don't even compare to what others are going through. And that makes it even worse. Why are they bothering me?
The weather has been warm and beautiful. Perfect for running (with the wind, of course... good luck going the other way).
I get to see my family on Sunday.
I get to see some of my friends on Sunday.
Kendol cooked my favortie most fattening meal on Wednesday.
I am decreasing my chances of cancer by not going to the tanning bed (Ha!)
I usually gain 5 or so lbs when I start working out hardcore, this time I've lost almost 4. So that's about 10 lbs down. Sa-Weet.... But I still want a Five Guys burger.
Hopefully all of the sad, undeserving news I've been hearing is just the beginnings of something far better!