Because these days coffee doesn't seem to be cutting it, I bring myself a list of things that should fight my funk.
Having lunch with a friend from long ago and far away, because it's right now and she's not so far away. Being able to rearrange my schedule to do that with relative ease.
Discovering a new outlet right next door to another outlet that I really, really like. If only ATL would move in next door to both of them.
Having the sense to leave a conference part way through it because it didn't fit my needs and the presenter was sucking the life out of me. No, I'm not being dramatic.
Trying to prioritize the reasons that I do what I do. Hearing our treasurer articulate that the congregation didn't call me to deal wtih advertising marketers, and that he'd be happy to call the ah-hem representative back.
Getting over some guilt.
Giving myself peptalks, and perhaps some actual therapy.
Recognizing the funk, even if I don't know what to do about it.