I once had a mentor of mine describe as a tornado in a bottle. It is a very apt description. I hate sitting still and doing nothing. I detest boredom. I really hate when I can't get things done.
I am a go, go, go and do, do, do type of person. Nothing gets me more energized than getting things done. I love working on stuff. Somehow, as a result of my type A personality, the work ethic instilled in me since childhood, and God's good design of me, I am a doer and a go-getter.
Which is why weeks like this drive me nuts.
I have a massive to-do list right now. Tons of projects that I am excited about working on, things that need to get done, things I want to get done.
Monday around lunch I got a migraine out of nowhere. Bleh. Turns out it was a really, really bad one. Stayed home all day Tuesday, only worked half a day Wednesday. Darn little sucker took a lot out of me, and now I have what I affectionately call a migraine hangover. Boo! So, needless to say I have been sidelined all week. No getting things done, no doing much of anything other than sleeping and laying awake in a state of psuedo-consciousness.
I hate not doing things. I hate being out of my routine. I hate having a dirty kitchen. But, my body is one powerful boss and must be obeyed. It leaves me in such a funk. I want to feel normal (normal for me anyways). I want to have energy and a brain that is processing correctly and quickly. I want to go to the gym and go to work and not feel like I need to go back to bed at 10 am. I want to get things done and feel that surge of euphoria that comes from doing something I enjoy and being productive.
I really think that, for me, sometimes getting out of a funk involves getting over physical mess and getting back to it. A to-do list waits for no man. And I cannot wait to run and catch up with mine.