After yesterday’s blah-a-thon due to pain medication, I figured today would be more productive, but with more pain. I was half-right. I am in more pain, but I wasn’t productive. I did eat better though.
I need to clean my house. The dog hair has a life of it’s own, and is threatening to take over. I need to get back on the bike. I did ride 100 miles for the week, but 120 would have been better.
I did cook dinner today, but other than that I’ve watched some TV shows on iTunes, played with the computer, and talked to Kristy on the phone.
Back when I suffered from more serious depression I often felt like this, but I also felt trapped, or hopeless, or something. I don’t feel those things. I just have a complete lack of motivation.
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A good way to battle the blahs’ is a good ride tomorrow. Keep in touch.
I know exactly what you mean — I have spells like that, involving a complete lack of motivation. When I get in that kind of a mood, doing the tiniest little thing seems like way too much hassle. I remember standing in front of a dishwasher full of clean dishes and staring at them, thinking “there is no way I can put the dishes away. It’s just too hard.”
What usually helps me is allowing 15 minutes of some time-wasting activity, like playing solitaire on the computer, or watching tv in the lazyboy, followed by 15 minutes of something productive. I’ll go back and forth like that for a few hours, and I can trick myself into getting a lot of housework done that way.
Then some days I seem to have boundless energy and willingness to do all the mundane things without even thinking about it. The brain works in mysterious ways. I hope your blah spell passes quickly, and that your shoulder starts to get better soon.
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