I’m sad. I don’t know why I am sad.
I worked at a soccer tournament on the weekend as a convener. I verified the youth with their roster, maintained the game sheets and called in the scores after each game. On Sunday, I also presented the medals.
Afterwards I was exhausted.. I expected that. I was not expecting this melancholy.. I’m only doing stuff cuz I have to, cuz I’m expected to, not cuz I want to or cuz I am interested in doing it.
Yes, I did have my own uncle’s funeral this week. But let’s be honest tho. I haven’t seen him for several years and even then it’s been in passing. I was never close to him either. This means not much of an impact on me, but being there for my Mom. My sister and I went and surprised his daughters without presence as we haven’t seen our cousins in at least 2 decades.
I ended up chatting with Barb, the lady I used to babysit for when I was in high school. So there was no emotional upheaval whatsoever.
But I’m still sad. & I don’t know why.
Yesterday, I spent 80% of the day, snuggled in bed with my dog. *Sigh* And that’s all I wanna do today.
Fibromyalgia 
