transition time.

i'm taking a humpday hiatus. i've decided that i have not been inspired enough over the last week to do a humpday happy list this week. i don't know if it's the weather, or the fact that busy season at work has been trying to get it's kicks in while it can, but something has got me off my game.even last weekend, i was tired every. single. day. i slept in until ten a.m. on both saturday and sunday! i can't remember the last time i did that. i am normally  a "get-up-at-8-a.m.-no-matter-what" on the weekend kind of gal. but for whatever reason, the bed was just calling my name all weekend. and you guys. i think this coming weekend is daylight savings. which means that so much darkness is coming. all dark all the time. and just like that, waking up on time is no longer a viable option.does everyone get these october blues? when the fall colors and the pumpkin flavor and the sweaters lose their luster for a week or two, and the gray and the rain and the dark just seep into your soul in their place? this happens to me every year. i'd say it was seasonal affective disorder, but to me it feels more like transitional funk disorder. (tfd, it's a thing now, i've made it a thing.) this disorder occurs when you are waiting for something to happen, but have the nagging feeling that you should be okay with what is already happening in the present. so it's not like the good kind of waiting, the kind that happens on christmas eve. it's the kind of waiting that happens when you want a grade back or your senior year to be over.right now, i think transitional funk disorder might be coming on because i have a big winter full of fun coming up: cabin trips, palm island family time, the holidays and our beach honeymoon. it's almost too much to handle waiting for. but at the same time, i'm sure that i should be enjoying my days now, the ones where Mister Man and i have time to relax and watch too many episodes of parks and rec in one sitting. these are good times. and i do enjoy them. but i'm still waiting for the next. and inspiration just doesn't come easily feeling like that.so i suppose this post is just saying that i'm feeling frumpy and slumpy and altogether uninspired for the time being. am i alone in the annual funk feeling? any tips for snapping out of it?

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