recently, there were some black moods. angry, hateful, disgusting. the funny thing about moods, is that they're catching. more contagious than the flu, i think. so i won't say who started it, but suffice it to say that, at one point or another, we had each become afflicted. this got me thinking about the antidotes to a black mood. we should each have a bag of them, and use them just like medicine. my bag includes:
- make cookies
- a walk
- music
- lock myself up & work
- an outing to the bookstore
- an episode of the office, 30 rock, or curb your enthusiasm
- lock myself up & read
- a hot chai
- new pajamas
- scrabble, pente, or cards
- car talk
Comments
Post a Comment