Abby’s Three Sure-Fire Ways To Get Yourself Out Of A Funk (Or, Drink A Lot of Sake)

I mentioned a few days ago that I’ve been having a bad case of the blues. There are several contributing factors to my funk…ranging from work woes to familial fracas (fracii?) to persistent worry over friends. Quite frankly, there have been a few days in the past month that I’ve just wanted to either A) pack a bag and catch the next flight outta here, preferably to a tropical climate where there is always copious amounts of rum or B) crawl back into bed, pull the covers over my head, and sleep my life away.


As it often goes, life doesn’t work that way. As much as I deeply desire to have my ass in the sand and a beer in my hand, I just can’t get away right now. (Isn’t that a country music song? If not, it should be.) And so, I’ve found other ways to cope with this unsolicited depression. Some things have worked, others have not. Today, I’m sharing with you the list of things that worked…the good, the bad, and the sake.

Abby’s DIY Funk-Removal Program
 
Get thine arse off the couch and get outside.
When it’s sunny, and 65, and absolutely gorgeous, you shouldn’t stay inside watching reruns of Friends on TBS. That’s what I’d been telling myself for about a week when I finally took my own advice. On Wednesday, I got up at 5:30, put on my shoes, and went for a jog. Then, invigorated, I hopped in my car and drove myself to Lowe’s, where I spent a large chunk of my paycheck on living green things.
 
A few pots, a couple of bags of potting soil, and my iPod plugged in, I spent the better part of the morning planting my annual container garden. There’s something therapeutic about having your hands in the soil. My pretty little petunias agree.
 
This year, I’m growing tomatoes, basil, cilantro, dill, and strawberries. I’m already looking forward to harvesting their bounty. There is nothing in the world as wonderful as my favorite Springtime Pasta, especially when the tomatoes and basil come from my very own garden.

I also took the opportunity to fill my new cheery bird feeders. I’ve already been thoroughly thanked by the local bird population. I’ve woken up the past two mornings greeted with birdsong—cardinals, blue jays, mourning doves, purple finches, house wrens, grackles….and I’m holding my breath that I’ll see a Carolina Wren before too much longer. 


My plants, my birds, my sunshine….better than Prozac. I’m tellin’ ya.
 
Get thine arse dressed up and go on a double date with friends.
After scrubbing all the dirt out from underneath my fingernails, I donned a pretty spring dress and headed out for a double date with our friends, Steven and Arielle. We went to an amazing Thai-fusion restaurant called Bambu (which just so happens to be run by our dear friend, Sam.)
 
Let me remind you that we live in the sticks. And all the cool stuff to do is in Charleston. And because we live in the sticks, and Charleston is almost an hour away, we don’t always get to do all the same cool stuff that all the cool Charleston kids do. Well, Wednesday was my day to be cool. 
 
I drank sake. I engaged in witty and intelligent conversation. I ate sushi (for the first time, ever.)
 

Did I mention that I drank sake? Not just your run-of-the-mill sake, but apple-infused sake. It tasted like little shots of apple pie. So. Stinkin’. Good.
 
I will mention here that sake makes me a little silly. Case in point: I was absolutely fascinated with the sinks in the ladies’ bathroom at Bambu. So much so, that I took a video. Don’t believe me? Here it is:

 

 
It’s ok. You can laugh at me. It’s laugh-worthy.
 
So, after 3 (or was it 4?) shots of sake, a couple glasses of wine, the most delicious food I’ve eaten in months, and the kind of gut-busting laughter that only comes with the company of really great friends, life was good again. It was like getting a big ol’ shot of happy, right in my arm. 
 
I’m totally ready to do it all over again. (Especially the sake. Did I mention the sake? Oh my lord, the sake…)
 
Get thine arse in your pajamas and spend the day doing absolutely nothing special with your spouse or significant other.
What can I say about this one other than it works?? Our day went like this:
 
*Cereal. 
*Pointless conversation. 
*Headline News. 
*Sports Center. 
*Skyrim time. (Yes, we play together. One drives, the other navigates. What? It’s adorable.)
*Pause for Abby to make lunch (curry chicken salad sandwiches with fresh pineapple).
*Lunch with a movie (Comic-Con: Episode IV, created by the esteemed and adored Joss Whedon. It was the best stinkin’ documentary, ever. If you have any love for nerdism, watch it!)
*Brian builds a new Transformer’s shelf and rearranges his collection. Abby takes pictures and tries not to laugh at her husband.

My living room looks like Hasbro puked all over it.

*More Skyrim time.
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*Pause for Abby to cook dinner (gorgeous steaks with collard greens and corn on the cob–Brian’s favorite meal.)
*Eat dinner with another movie (We Bought a Zoo–really great, feel-good movie. Loved it.)
*Early bedtime for reading, snuggling, and talking about how awesome our day just was. Vow to do it again next Thursday.

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Are you down and out? Feeling moody? More interested in moping than moving? If so, try these three fail proof methods of lifting your mood. They will work every single time. I swear. 
 
I just managed to make this whole blog sound like a Hairclub for Men commercial. Because I’m just that awesome.
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Also, thanks to those of you who have visited Sunshine for Everett since my post on Tuesday. I’m thrilled and beyond-excited to announce that we’ve already had a few donations come through, both here and on SforE!!! Everett continues his battle with HUS, and for daily updates, you can visit his new blog. Thanks for all your support and continued prayers!!

3 thoughts on “Abby’s Three Sure-Fire Ways To Get Yourself Out Of A Funk (Or, Drink A Lot of Sake)

  1. Kristin at My Art and the Mom in Me

    Oh sweetie, I am sorry you have the blues..

    I have had my head in my own you-know-what lately, I have sadly neglected my friends and how they are all doing.. forgive me! 🙁

    I am so happy to read about Everett though, you are such a good friend.

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