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78. The Funk and The Bedtime Story.

I was in a serious funk last night. And I couldn't pin point why I was, I just knew I was, knew I didn't want to be, and was frustrated with myself for being in the funk. No matter what I did, the funk continued and that frustrated me even more. When it was bedtime I was SO done with the day. I was sincerely needing the kids to just go to bed and I wanted to go to bed and get the "new day" moment in the morning. This day was a bust.
78. The Funk and The Bedtime Story.