I hate the way I feel right now. I haven't done anything the past week. Except eat. I have no energy. I'm tired and have a headache all the time. I've been taking my vitamins and nothing is helping me get past this wall of depression. I have to get up and do something. I have to start getting everything ready for school. The house is a mess and the laundry is to the roof. My DH just came home and found me in bed (at least I was alone). I have to move and I have to stop killing myself with food. I do not know what my issue has been for the past week but it's bad and the worst part is that I really don't care. Ok I do care, of I wouldn't be blogging about it...it's just I feel like I don't care and I just want to lay here and sleep.

I'd go for a bike ride but the temp here is 105. Seriously. A five mile ride is not even worth my time....it would have to be 20 or nothing. I could go to the gym, I could work out here.....

Meh........

I could lay here and eat.


I could help myself by dragging my lazy ass out of bed and going to clean out the linen closet. Every time I open that thing sheets and towels attack me.

Blah. This is just terrible.

Update:

Got out of bed and cleaned up. Did some laundry....now at least I can see the laundry room floor and the clothes have been separated into piles. I cleaned up the kitchen, the classroom and my room and then got on the treadmill for over an hour. 637 calories and 4.3 miles later, I'm feeling a sense of accomplishment. I logged my food and exercise for today and came in well under the wire. For a day that started out hopeless, it hasn't turned out too bad. Tomorrow is another day and I feel optimistic.