I feel like I need to write this post, even though it won’t make sense to many of you.\u00c2\u00a0 I’ve been in a MAJOR funk this week.\u00c2\u00a0 Sulking around the house.\u00c2\u00a0 Sighing all the time.\u00c2\u00a0 Uninspired to do anything at all.\u00c2\u00a0 Snapping at my husband and child (who is being particularly trying this week, but that’s no excuse for the snapping).\u00c2\u00a0 The occasional tear or two.\u00c2\u00a0 I’m a big ole Gloomy Gus right now, and I can’t seem to snap out of it.<\/p>\n
Why the funk, you ask?\u00c2\u00a0 Well, this is the part where I’m going to be a little vague.\u00c2\u00a0 You see, a great opportunity was present to our family.\u00c2\u00a0 An opportunity that would take us way outside our comfort zone.\u00c2\u00a0 I was very much AGAINST said idea at first, and fought it tooth and nail.\u00c2\u00a0 It caused more than a little worry<\/a>.\u00c2\u00a0 But as it seemed more and more likely to happen, I decided to get on board and be excited and supportive.\u00c2\u00a0 So I dove in 100%, with all my heart.\u00c2\u00a0 I got excited about it!\u00c2\u00a0 I got attached.\u00c2\u00a0 We were expecting to get some really great news last weekend.\u00c2\u00a0 I mean, it was pretty much a done deal.\u00c2\u00a0 Until it wasn’t.\u00c2\u00a0 Instead we got news that it wasn’t happening at all.\u00c2\u00a0 Not now.\u00c2\u00a0 Not ever.\u00c2\u00a0 Never.\u00c2\u00a0 So now my heart is just a little bit broken.\u00c2\u00a0 I’m having trouble letting go and moving on.\u00c2\u00a0 I’m moping and sulking, and just generally feeling blah.<\/p>\n But I’ve moped enough, and I really think it is time to move on now.\u00c2\u00a0 Life is happening all around me, and I’ve been missing it because I’ve been too busy wishing for the thing that wasn’t meant to be.\u00c2\u00a0 I need to make the most of the life I have NOW.\u00c2\u00a0 Which is pretty great, as it turns out.<\/p>\n I feel like I need to write this post, even though it won’t make sense to many of you.\u00c2\u00a0 I’ve been in a MAJOR funk this week.\u00c2\u00a0 Sulking around the house.\u00c2\u00a0 Sighing all the time.\u00c2\u00a0 Uninspired to do anything at all.\u00c2\u00a0 Snapping at my husband and child (who is being particularly trying this week, but […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[49],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-motherhood"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2072"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2079,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072\/revisions\/2079"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepickyapple.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}