My Favorite Exercise

So it's no secret that I've kind of been in a funk for the last couple of weeks. Between work stress, money stress, having a brand new baby, self-esteem hits and less exercise than I'm used to, the world really has felt like a huge weight on my shoulders. I realized after yesterday's whiney post that I've let this go on far longer than I normally do. I know myself pretty well and most people who I'm close to will tell you that I'm actually usually pretty good at shifting my attitude. But this time it's taken me a little longer to realize what what was really going on with me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's everything hitting at once, I don't know. But for that reason I feel I've been functioning in "victim" mode for far too long.

So we're going to change that. Step One: Count your blessings.

See I learned on my mission that it's impossible to be unhappy when you're counting your blessings. (Something that my family, friends, and many ward members have heard me say over the years.) So in order to break this "funk" that I'm in, I'm going to start counting my blessings. These will be in no particular order, and I'm sorry if this bores you, but it's something that I feel I need to do

The temple I can practically see from my front yard. (And the blessings of the temple of course.)

Cary Grant movies.

The beautyof the earth

Carolina Basketball (when it's that season of course.)

A husband who loves me even though I'm a complete neurotic mess half the time.

The sweetest, cutest, most wonderful baby boy on the planet

A silly Cat

A warm and comfortable home

A completely nutty family. (At least the crazy makes us fun to be around.)

Other items on the list include:

Good Friends
Food to Eat (even though I hate being the one who has to cook it.)
Cars that run
In-laws that live close by

These are just a few blessings, but I'm running out of time and need to finish this.

Step two: Sweat until I'm too tired to worry anymore. (Hello Spinning Class! I'm totally going tomorrow.)

Step three: A good cry (Looks like I'll be watching Roman Holiday or Casablanca tonight.)

Step four: A bubble bath and a good book. And when I'm done, I watch all of the cares, worries, stress and "funk" wash down the drain, so I can get back to focusing on real life.

Okay maybe I am a neurotic mess, but I do know that this is what works for me.

Now, I have to get started on dinner, so I hope you all have a great evening.