Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Take Me to Funkytown..

I
Am
In
A
Funk

Not just a general funk..but a real, full-blown, funky funk. I'm so over this recovery business that I could just scream (except it would hurt). I'm ready to be not be sore anymore.. to not wear a binder anymore...did I say feeling sore? I'm further along as I was yesterday or even 5 weeks ago, but I'm anxious to get this fast-tracked to O-V-E-R and feel normal again.

Rich being gone on a business trip has me in a funk. It's not deployment, it's not even for a long time..but not having him in my space really blows. I think I have a side-effect from his deployment where I just feel lost when he's gone on any kind of travel. I NEVER used to be this way before deployment!

I miss having girlfriends...wait, I've never really had those..wait, I take that back.. I did have one once.  Sometimes I just really, really want a girlfriend to just talk to - like talk to-talk to. Someone to force (and bribe with lunch) to go shopping with me to help me find just the right clothes (I hate to shop with a purple passion so Rich gets the shopping job when he's available). I want a girlfriend that I can vent to and that will agree with me about everything because she's my girlfriend - or tell me the flat out truth for the same reason. I have my husband for all of these things but there is just something about having another female to talk to, shop with and hang out with.

I'm in a funk over a combination of missing my folks and family issues. Why they ever died and left us with such a disfunctional family dynamic is completely beyond me. Then again, with our dysfunctional family dynamic as it is, maybe they were on to something. I miss my sister. I miss the relationship I wish I had with my brothers, but am grateful that we have one at all.

I'm in a funk because it's overcast outside. I could use a ray of sunshine today. Maybe tomorrow.

I'm in a funk just because I can be in a funk for no other reason.

"Won't you take me to
Funkytown
Won't you take me to
Funkytown

Gotta make a move to a
Town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy"

Peace!

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