Maybe it’s cabin fever. Perhaps it’s aging. Or the weather. Could I be overwhelmed? Underwhelmed?
Whatever it is, I’m in a funk.
I haven’t touched my knitting in over a week.
Yesterday when I was outside with Pepper, I saw everything that needs to be done in the yard. More dead or dying trees should be cut down. The 550-600 pavers want to be a walkway around the deck. The almost bare sometimes muddy path between the deck and garage door and around the garage longs for a paver/concrete sidewalk. The flower beds in front of the house are pathetic.
The good things about being outside were the fresh air and the clear, sunshiny skies with a few whipsy clouds.
Inside the house… Let’s not even think about that!
Well, I have no motivation. My just-do-one-thing voice is on vacation. I sit and play games on my iPad. All. Day. WTH?!
I tried to make pie crust for the beef pot pies we had last week. I completely screwed it up. I forgot to cut the butter/lard into smaller chunks before adding to the flour. Then I forgot to cut the fat into the flour before adding the water. Everything went into the food processor at the same time. I couldn’t figure out why I had this overworked lump of stickiness with a big hunk of frozen lard in the middle.
I took a deep breath, cleaned the food processor, took another deep breath, and started over. Perfect pie crust.
So is it just me? Or do you suffer from the February Funk?




