holy moodiness, Batman!

I was feeling a little bit sad for a few days.  I've had little to no energy for weeks, and by yesterday, it started to feel like more than just being a little sad:  I started to feel like I did when I quit smoking - kind of anxious, and just thoroughly ungood.  I was dreading making dinner, dreading sitting lifeless on the couch for another night.  I was googling depression in pregnancy, certain that I'd be grumpy and unhappy for the next five months, and then --uh-oh -- even after!! 

Stop yourself, Susan. 

When I got home, I saw signs for our local farmers market.  I grabbed my iPod, walked over there and dropped $50 on good local stuff: tomatoes, kale chips, pork chops, zucchini bread, fresh pasta, and a little bundle of daisies and mint.  I had no idea I'd have that much fun shopping in a park, but I was like a new girl. 

And continue to be a new girl today.  I'm in a superb mood...  ON FIRE good, like I have been drinking gallons of caffeine, won the lottery and woke up and exercised.  I'm trying to just enjoy it, but I had to write it down for those days that are likely to revisit, when I'll find myself feeling like dirt.  Everything changes, and apparently, makes up for making you feel blah by giving you more energy than you had before you were pregnant. 

Maybe I'll clean the bathroom when I get home. 
*smirks at Karen*...  Maybe!