What to do when you wake up in a funk

curlyarca

in a funk of the sad variety.

I miss my cat. I miss old friends.

Once when I was a kid and I first realized what a true funk was, I wrote "I am Sad," at the top of my math seatwork (grade 2). My teacher asked me what was wrong at recess and I told her nothing, that I just wrote that because I felt sad at the time. Then she patted me on the head and said, "Oh, you're in a funk. Cheer up, babe." I thought that was so nice. I said: "My mom said funky is a bad word."

Miscellaneous

Exercise, good music, and good food.

For me, an hour of weights, some Ben Folds Five, and a Neil original recipe will pull me out of any mood. :grouphug:grouphug.gif :dance:dance.gif

Mar

I hit snooze...but eventually I have to get up

CurlyCanadian

Music always works for me!

fig jam

Depends on the day of the week. If it's a workday, I gotta go in anyway, so I just do it. I hit the snooze button every single day of work, no matter the mood. NOT a morning person. I'll usually feel better by the time we're done with morning staffing.

If it's a weekend/holiday, I go back to sleep for a while if I can, then I get up and sit around and feel sorry for myself until I get bored with that, then I will either start doing something, call somebody, or go out. I'm a big fan of feeling sorry for myself for a LITTLE while. It always gets old fast and then I'm over it.

So, my answers could fit all of the above, but I voted for feeling sorry for my sorry self.

PartyHair

I always wake up in a funk on workdays. It's not that I dislike my job, I just HATE mornings. Hate them. On the weekends it's not a problem b/c I sleep in and that makes me un-funked. During the week I just hit snooze as always until it's the very last second, then I get up and get ready and get to work. By that time, I've forgotten my funk.

hnyhps

Miscellaneous wrote:

Exercise, good music,

ditto and say positive affirmations about yourself and your situation. Sounds weird but it works.

ScaryCurl

curlyara wrote:

Once when I was a kid and I first realized what a true funk was, I wrote "I am Sad," at the top of my math seatwork (grade 2). My teacher asked me what was wrong at recess and I told her nothing, that I just wrote that because I felt sad at the time. Then she patted me on the head and said, "Oh, you're in a funk. Cheer up, babe." I thought that was so nice. I said: "My mom said funky is a bad word."

That last line made me smile. Cute story.

It reminds me of a story my friend told me. She is a teacher. At recess one day a little girl ran up to her and said, "Ms. Jones, Becky said the "B" word! My friend was trying to think of all the "B" words she knew. Finally she asked little Becky what word was said. Becky said, "Oh, I'm not allowed to say this one, Ms. Jones." My friend assured her that she wouldn't get in trouble so asked Becky once more. Becky looked around and finally whispered, "You know? Bagina!" It took my friend all she had not to laugh right in the child's face. Kids are so funny.