distress detox...

i don't know exactly what had come over me and why, but for the last few weeks i have felt tired, worn out and all 'round sad... for no apparant reason... i've never been the one to fill the shoes of debbie downer or bettie blue... over the past month it's been easier to cry, easier to get mad and easier to be frustrated with anything and everything that lives and breathes - or doesn't for that matter... it got to a point where i was beginning to get a little scared to be quite honest... i needed to relax, smell the roses and realize that life ain't half bad girl!
the cure was one bouquet of flowers from my handsome man and two days of getaway... ok, so the getaway destination was the bf's house with the 'rents, but that meant home cooked meals, waking up to breakfast two mornings in a row (you're the best babe) and good ol' vegging and relaxing...
now i have two more exams to go and then homeward bound for two interviews...

i feel better, so much better...