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Last week was one of those weeks where I didn’t want to do anything. I call it the Stay at Home Mom blues. I know that everyone gets them, not just stay at home moms, but last week it was all about staying home for me.
I didn’t want to do any of the things I think of as my “job” because I stay home. I didn’t want to do laundry. I didn’t want to cook. I didn’t want to read Fly Guy with my 6 yr old. I didn’t want to drive the kids to swim. I didn’t want to work out or swim or run. I broke my rule and watched my favorite tv shows without working out during them. I ate candy bars instead.
I’m not sure what I wanted to do. (I did read 3 books last week, though.)
Part of me wanted to get a job. I wanted to leave my house every day and go somewhere else. I wanted to feel a sense of accomplishment.
I also wanted to throw away all of the stupid paper I keep with spelling words and homework assignments and bills and every other paper I have. I wanted to clean my house by just throwing away anything on a table or the floor. My mantra was: Burn it. Burn it all.
And I went to bed every night waiting for it to go away the next day.
I’m not saying life has to always be new and exciting; I’m saying there are times when it’s just boring.
I think it all stems back to the fact my parents never got me a pony.
When you have the blues, what do you do to get over them?