The retreat was long and parts were hugely boring and some of it was depressing and I hated damned near all of it. But it's over for another year.
I didn't get ice cream for dinner after all because I just wanted to be -home- but I probably should have because...
...for the first time in Just Ages the thought of a drink popped into my head. Only briefly and in adding but it was there in response to just not being comfortable in my own skin - that frustrated irritable not quite sad not quite angry but definitely not happy state. I was sitting on the couch wishing I felt just about any other way than what I was feeling when - boom - there it was. The thought about one of those beers I passed by in the way out of the retreat and I didn't even -like- beer when I drank. But just as quickly as it came it left again so that was that.
Now I'm in bed which is a nice safe place to be. Tomorrow starts my Very Busy Month at work.
I am so glad you were able to let the thought go.
ReplyDeleteYou are tired, hungry and stressed which leads to those thoughts popping up at times.
I am rooting for you!
xo
wendy
Aww...it's nice to have allies. :)
ReplyDeleteThe thought passed as quickly as it came and didn't come back.