I'm feeling a little down. I know I need to call another roofer and I haven't. I know I need to call this arborist and I haven't. I know I need to start using the new face-stuff my dermatologist gave me and I haven't. I know I need to exercise and I haven't.
I did sleep in (should I have made myself get up earlier?). I did run a bunch of errands. I did help a friend who doesn't have a car go to a grocery store (which is one of my least favorite chores and she spends a very long time shopping (2 hrs for 3 bags)). I did treat myself to getting my eyebrows waxed. I did make plans to have dinner with a friend tomorrow and brunch on Friday. I did write and mail two letters and my mom's birthday card. I did eat all 4 lbs of strawberries without any of them rotting (not all in one day!). Okay, I did some good things.
While getting my eyebrows waxed the beautician decided to tell me it looks like I have rosacea (as if I'm not paranoid enough already!) and then proceeded to tell me why her methods will cure me and are better than my dermatologist. It's a little uncomfortable to disagree with someone (or just say you're happy with the work of your dermatologist) when a woman is putting hot wax on your face and then ripping it off really fast.
Yesterday that dreaded word made me anxious and today it makes me depressed. Yesterday it unleashed a binge, today I've been pretty good. I just feel like I'm in a funk though. I'd like to get back to cheeriness, especially with the gorgeous and cool weather--that really is a delight. Hopefully tomorrow will find me pulling myself up by my bootstraps. Now it's off to putting this new medicine on my face.
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