yesterday i was in an icky state. my head felt tired, my body felt tired, my joints felt tired and time stood still. work was the longest 8.5 hours i've spent in a long time. and people kept saying things like 'it is noon already'. it irritated me. i went home and spent a good hour finishing 'the girl with the dragon tattoo' on the couch and then rested my eyes for awhile. i debated my 6:15 yoga class. i really, really, really did not want to go. i told my husband and as soon as he said 'don't go' i knew i was on my way out the door. there is a lone male in this class and when i got there he announced that while he usually practices in bicyle shorts and gym shorts, he forgot his gym shorts. i promised him i wouldn't look and started laughing. it was such a lift out of my funk. the class was good and sweaty and i felt so much better. i still managed to snap at my husband for singing while i was looking for my phone but based on my earlier mood i think he got off pretty easy. he probably begs to differ.
today is a new day and no matter how unbearable yesterday was, at least i didn't forget my shorts.