“No Mope Day”

I’ve been feeling really down in the dumps lately. Most days, I scarcely leave the house (if going out into your own back yard doesn’t count, I mean). I haven’t had the motivation or energy to do anything.

My friend, Jess S, has been feeling the same. So, we decided to have a “no mope day” and get out of the house with our kids.

We drove all the way to the Riverview Zoo on Thursday, and spent most of the day walking around the zoo and playing in the park.

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After we decided we’d had enough of the zoo, we went to visit JD. I haven’t seen JD in literally a year.

We chatted about our lives and continued on with the no mope day rule. We watched our boys play together, while we snuggled Jess S’ baby girl.

It was a great day, spent with great people. I spent all of Friday scarcely moving though….after walking around all day, my heel was swollen and in all kinds of icky, throbbing pain. Still is today, but the rest of my body doesn’t ache as much. It’s my bad for deciding the double stroller would be easier…nope, not at all. The zoo is mostly hills and pushing two kids in a stroller up hills all ways wasn’t exactly smart, even if Nolan walked the majority of the time.

We’ve decided to make “no mope day” a common thing.

I’m trying not to let myself fall into the “black pit of despair”, and keep busy. Today’s plans are a play/coffee date with friends I haven’t seen in a while, as well as making a few Scentsy deliveries. Tomorrow’s plans are more Scentsy deliveries and maybe hit up a cool park a few towns over.

I’m not going to let myself back out of arrangements anymore either. Some times, it’s just cause (like missing a birthday party because I’ve had to administer chocolate laxatives to a very constipated 5 year old), but other times, it’s just blah-ness. Letting myself fall into the pit of despair.

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Other random bits of news/musings:

● Last night, I nearly bite my own tongue in half. That’s what happens when you get a little beer drunk with your neighbors and decide to eat a panzerotti.

● Matt has been having a lot of trouble with his knee, ever since the accident. His entire left leg does not have the muscle it used to, it’s noticeable when you look at his right leg (which is all toned with muscle). He can’t move his leg certain ways without there being a lot of pain. It’s gotten worse lately, what with going back to roofing. It’s so bad that he’s actually going to the doctors to get a referral for a knee specialist. I’m worried about him, and so is he…he needs his knees to work to, well…work.

Liz and I have exciting things in the works for indie authors. I can’t wait to share about it, but for now, we are just hashing out the details. Stay tuned though, it’s going to be awesome!

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About J.C. Hannigan

25. Mother. Wife. Lover of words. Weaver of stories. My first book, Collide, is available in e-book for Amazon Kindle and Kobo.
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