I have a confession to make. I hate Sunday after church. It always seems like a cruel reality smack after worship and teaching to run quick errands and run home with hungry kids (and mommy and daddy) to a messy kitchen, dining room, living room… because Saturdays are fun. So I don’t clean up the night before.

And I know there is something wrong in my thinking here and I’m sure I could change some habits to help it go better. Perhaps I just need an attitude adjustment… as Craig said, no one else cares if the kitchen is a mess- why should I?

More and more I keep finding myself inside my own head, not wanting to be interrupted. We are thick into winter and while during the week I have a schedule that gets me out of the house on certain days and usual chores that happen at certain times, the weekends seem to disrupt my routine that keeps me sane(r) and I’m working on just letting things go and trying to enjoy time with the girls. But like I said, I’m having trouble getting out of my own head and focusing on something else… I hear so many annoyed, negative responses coming out of my mouth. Burying myself under my covers sound really good. Once I’m out and about I feel so much better, but the act of getting to that point is a battle. Craig has been good to not really give me options, but to let me know that we are going to church and that it’s a good idea for us to go food shopping. Not having to make the decision myself is a huge load off of my mind.

I’m going to try taking more of the St. John’s Wort. I’m currently on a half “dose” so I’ll try the full for a while and if that doesn’t pan out, I just may go to the doctor. One part of me says to just suck it up for another 3 months and the other half just wants to feel better all the time. I think it would be easier if I had someone to kick me into gear all the time….

Nope, can’t nap now, gotta have your quiet time. Nope, you can clean that later, time to color with the girls.

I suppose that is adulthood though.  Today is just a rough day… there are ups and downs. I feel better having just written through a bit of it though…

Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name.
My heart will choose to say
Lord blessed be your name.


2 comments to “Working Through January Blues”

  1. Camp Isaac Mama

    Hi, I’m an online friend of Julie’s and I wandered over to your blog here a while ago :o)

    If you’re feeling blue, don’t be afraid to see the doctor about it!! Try the St John’s Wort, I’m sure all-natural would be wonderful if it helps.

    I’ve been taking Zoloft since I ended up with post-pardom depression after I had my now 2 year old, and let me just tell you, it make a *world* of difference for me! I started feeling a big difference on literally the 4th day, and within 2 weeks, I felt like a different person.

    You shouldn’t have to feel under the weather for months at a time…

    I hope you can find something that helps!!

    (((hugs)))

  2. Tiffany

    Aw, I feel bad, that you are going through this again this winter. Are you taking Vitamin D? And did you try the light box?? I have also heard that licorice tea can help, and I know this sounds weird, but I have also heard that eating an apple a day with a little milk and honey can bring you up. I don’t know. I really have never suffered with this myself, as after such a hectic summer, I usually relish the quiet and solitude of being locked in my home for a few months. I have been struggling a bit this year, though. I think it is just the stress of the unknown. I am finding that a pot of coffee a day does wonders. {wink}
    In all seriousness, though, I will be praying for you. And if you ever need to just get out, give me a call, you are welcome here. If you ever need a morning to yourself, I would love to have Layla, she could join right in with our school day! I am serious about that - don’t be afraid to ask.


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