A Slump.

I am experiencing a mysterious phenomenon.  A slump.  A blue funk.  A general feeling of lethargy and sluggishness.  I don't know what is causing this problem. 

I have been blaming it on this janky foot that I have been hauling around this week.  Could general anesthesia cause this moodiness?  Following the procedure, I was definitely out of it, and slept for hours and hours.  In fact, it was apparently a delicious kind of rest because I'm told that as the nurses were trying to rouse me from my slumber, I told them all to shut up.  Others have reported that I glared and glowered at everyone in sight.  So who knows?  Maybe those chemicals have caused a disruption in my mental chemicals.  Or maybe it's the two pain pills that I took...boy was that a mistake.  The first one worked fine, I was on Cloud 9.  The second...not so much.  I was sick and nauseous and narcoleptic.  I nixed that immediately. 

Maybe it's because my beloved Cardinals are playing with my emotions.  For weeks now, they have been up and down, winning and losing.  Miraculously in the play-offs, then losing the game, just when we had the chance to seize the moment.  I'm really not certain if I'm going to make it through the Postseason, at this rate.

Maybe it's because I'm stressed about my house.  We are getting ready to put it up on the market, a prospect which doesn't excite me.  One the one hand, it's the best solution.  On the other hand, it means a lot of hard work.  We have to figure out a way to hide the fact that we share our house with three dogs, five cats and an unknown number of mice?  NOTE:  The mice are finally on their way out, even though it hurts me deeply to catch them in traps.  However, it's a sanitary matter, it must be done.  Anyway, I'll be glad when this whole process is completed and all involved are free of this burden.

On the positive side, there are lots of things that are NOT making me in a funk...

For one, my job.  I don't know why, not much has changed, but I'm happy being here. 

Another, Charlie O'Neil.  I love him.  He doesn't have a wide range of emotions, but recently we've started to see a lot more excitement and happiness in his precious little face.  He really does love us, I can tell that he's happy to have us.

Also, let's not forget the fact that it's October.  How I love October.  The colors are turning and it's getting cooler and wearing a sweater isn't completely absurd. 

And of course, most importantly, my Gordon.  Even in the worst part of the day, when I've just gotten to work and I'm assessing all the things that need to be done and wondering where to find the enthusiasm to get it finished, my phone will ding.  A text message from Mr. O'Neil, saying that he loves me and hopes that I have a good day.  It just doesn't get any better than that, does it?