The Monday Blues

I feel vaguely disgruntled today and I can't really fathom why. There is just this indistinct sense of irritation and melancholia plaguing me today and I can't pin down the cause. I have many blessings in my life that I feel grateful for, and no real dire concerns to speak of. Just a few petty inconveniences, but maybe they add up...

My husband has been out of town, and I'm not sure if he'll return tonight or tomorrow morning. I tell myself he'll return tomorrow, so that way I might be pleasantly surprised if he returns tonight. But in the interim, I have spent several days in near total solitude, which, while nice at first, tends to weigh on me after awhile. I enjoy my solitude, but I begin to miss the society of others. And friends I might normally have called upon, have also been busy and out of town for one reason or another.

I'm making progress on my work and projects, but it is going rather slower than I would like. Mostly my fault as my attention span is not quite what it should be. But at least I am making forward movement and feeling very ready to be productive today.

I have also been sleeping A LOT lately, and I'm not quite sure why. Maybe I'm a little burnt out and need the rest, though I don't feel I should be burnt out. So it makes me think I really should nip that lethargy in the bud.

Looking through some recent photographs, I've noticed my face is starting to age. I've been lucky in that my face had looked pretty much the same from 15 to 25 or so, thanks to having inherited my mother's soft, youthful Asian skin. But age is beginning to creep up on me, and it wasn't until I did the facials this weekend and noticed the vast difference a little skin care could make that I realized it's time to amp up my skin care routine. I've been lucky so far in that I really haven't had to do much in the way of skin care. In my early 20s, I realized inexpensive makeup no longer cut it and I had to switch to higher quality products, but ultimately I needed very few products. But now, on the cusp of 30, I'm going to have to invest in a more extensive skin care regimen if I want to maintain any sort of youthful suppleness and glow.

So all in all, nothing really worth complaining about, but there you have it. Maybe I should go for a walk, get some fresh air to clear my head. Now I think about it, it is past noon and I haven't had my coffee yet. Perhaps that is the real reason lurking behind the suicidal tendencies...