A small dose of grinchyness and anxiety have taken over my mind the past couple of days. I still cannot totally put my finger on the cause, I just know that some stress has settled in, and that I am suddenly unable to get going on my to-do list. The act of doing so would undoubtedly help alleviate my gloomy disposition, and yet I sit still, waiting and waiting for some spark to get me going.
The days between now and Christmas Eve are very few. My list of tasks is manageable, but somehow looming. I think I will need to rely on coffee, music, and the wisdom of my Husband to get me from here to there.
Whenever I am in a funk such as this, it is always the most helpful to focus on the little things around me that are fueling my joy. Tonight that came for me in the form of driving around town, blasting and singing along with Tori Amos (who will always be my true favorite), and then returning home to gobble some sea salted dark chocolate.