Am I having a bad day or am I just repentant?
March 14th, 2007 ~ Just a slice of heavenI don’t know what’s up with me these days. I’ve been in this kind of funk and I can’t figure out why. There doesn’t seem like any reason for it that I can figure out, but I’m finding that a general negativity is pervading my thoughts, making ordinary tasks difficult and difficult tasks seem downright impossible.
Part of me thinks that this could fit into the Lenten theme nicely, but in the past I’ve found that that’s a bit of a mistake. Thinking that I can use a dark mood as some kind of booster rocket to self-restraint, self-examination and penitance turns out to be wrong-headed. Which figures, really. For one thing, those thoughts don’t boost anything. For another, they’re very misleading. I might be inclined to overdramatize my present weaknesses, wallow in past ones (even those I’ve already confessed) and actually exaggerate how bad I am just to justify not doing anything.
In short, it gets delusional pretty fast if I go that road, so I won’t. Guess there’s nothing to do but pull up my socks and get on with my responsibilities.
I guess that means I don’t have time to blog anymore right now either. Well, now I am bummed.
March 14th, 2007 at 12:37 pm
You’re not alone! Myself and some friends of mine are all funked out right now. We’re also all artistic in some fashion… aren’t you? Hmmm… maybe there’s an artist thing going around?
March 14th, 2007 at 1:30 pm
Couldn’t be that this goes back to that “talk”….y’know… the one about the hot dog?
March 14th, 2007 at 3:02 pm
Jim:
I was going to add that I had talked to some other people who were having similar free-roaming blahs, but then I thought it might sound like I was hinting that there was a massive disharmonic convergence going on or something.
I like thinking that it’s an “art thing.” O, the sorrow — my creativity is a pain in the neck again. Think I’ll go bite my pillow.
March 14th, 2007 at 3:04 pm
James:
I don’t know — I feel like I’ve moved on. I’m on an Ice Cream Sandwich fixation right now,, but you’d think that would be more up-beat than the Hot Dog fixation. Sort of a more refreshing food and all that.
March 14th, 2007 at 7:01 pm
Yeah. I ice cream is supposed to be fun food. Served on the foundation where everyone’s favorite Trust was one granted with the duty that every Thursday or Friday it paid for ice cream for residents of the local nursing home. Yep. Lightened the place up. Whoever dreamed that one up - and it was a very very old Trust, had a real sense of priorities.
March 16th, 2007 at 11:18 am
Oh Grace, I am sooo with you. I’m in a funk as well. I’ll keep you in my prayers.
March 16th, 2007 at 8:56 pm
Okay, so — Grace, you inspired me! I read your post and was planning to blog about it when the Ancient Faith Radio gig’s demands reared head. In other words [no, this is really NOT a shameless promo] … I’m talkin’ bout the Funk in the Fast on this week’s podcast (beginning tomorrow, Saturday 3/17).
http://www.ancientfaithradio.com/podcasts/orthodixie/
Forgive me, that. (And anything else, for that matter.) Oh, and — Thanks for the inspiration!
:)
March 17th, 2007 at 10:23 am
Hey, cool. Glad to know a crappy mood can have some positive results. :-)
I’ll go check it out. I’ve been meaning to get in some Ancient Radio time in any case.
March 17th, 2007 at 6:54 pm
Welp. I was wrong. The show updates on Sundays … so, the fasting funk part will have to wait.
Ain’t that the way?
:)
March 22nd, 2007 at 11:32 pm
oh gee… not to “one up” you, but I’ve been in a funk for about 6 months. I man my post at Church, do my job, etc. After almost 10 years Orthodox and basically running ragged the whole time, I think the noon day demon has finally caught up with me. I’ve experienced major burn out before when I was a social worker person and a minister, but I think we get mini flame outs once in a while too. Hopefully I’ll get over this one soon.
March 23rd, 2007 at 10:45 am
I think I’m totally okay with being one-upped in this case. I’m doing better than I was, if only because I’m starting to think that quite a bit of it has to do with some unexciting circumstantial stuff that will change soon. So I feel like a wimp that I can’t just tough it out a little better than this.