i had a funk in me the size of california today. as in, crawl back in bed and make no decisions regarding home decor, haircuts, tattoos, shopping kind of funk. i wanted to give in, really i did. instead, i kept my date with an internet friend to meet since she was in town.
i surprised myself, really. because meeting someone in real life that you have only ever spoken to online is a daunting prospect. maybe they aren't who you thought they would be. maybe i am not at all what they expect. maybe they are going to think i am a fucking nonsensical twit.
you have those people in your life, don't you? the ones whose facebook/instagram/twitter profiles make them seem like witty and intelligent style icons with the coolest adventures ever. when in reality....they are batshit crazy. and desperate. and sad.
i suprised myself because this fear (that i would be the batshit crazy, desperate, and sad person in someone's eyes) would usually be enough to keep me pinned to my couch in my worn out sweatpants watching a hoarders marathon.
but i didn't succomb. i showered. i put on makeup. i got dressed. and i met annie. a one hour lunch turned into three hours. and it was...perfect.
i came home to find b and the kids in the backyard. my mom had taken finn to the toy store to shop for her (almost!) birthday and she was bedecked in princess jewelry and the sweet happy that comes from spending time with mimi. we played in the dirt then fed the kids and gave them baths before my father in law came over to babysit, handing us movie tickets and money for popcorn.
funk. officially. gone.