I’ve been feeling anxious all morning and god knows for what reason. Granted, it’s kind of slow at work, but I have plenty to keep me occupied for the time being. I just don’t *feel* like doing anything. And if I was at home and given the opportunity to do ANYTHING right now, I don’t even know what I’d pick. I guess I’m probably craving a drink, which suuuucks. That was my default thing to do when feeling restless. So, am I hungry? No. (In fact, I wish people would quit bringing sweets to work this time of year. Gah.) Am I angry? Not in the least. Am I lonely? No. In fact, I rather have LESS people around me. Am I tired? No!
So, no HALT going on, there.
I’m hitting the gym in a couple hours. Fingers crossed that wears me out a bit and I can concentrate on doing nothing.
Oh, shiiii. I have a lot to update in my recovery binder tonight. I meant to do that last night but got caught up cooking and cleaning and zoning out in front of the TV. Ok, TONIGHT. DOO IIIIT.