Going a little postal isn't always a bad thing

What do you do when you have a really bad day?

Me, I ignore everything.  And if this is a weekend, I take my favorite series DVD's, get into bed and have a marathon by myself.  Something dark like Witchblade helps me get my warrior princess attitude going.  Or I may just settle in with Nathan Fillion and Firefly because he is freaking hot in those pants and I like looking at him.  A more somber mood will have me picking the best of the best chick-flick to make me cry like a baby.  The West Wing or Bones are also outstanding for me to get lost in.

Believe it or not it really does help.  Sometimes, for me to recharge, I need to take a mental day.  Not a mental health day.  A day to act a little postal.  I give myself permission to be bitchy and cranky, sometimes at the same time and really enjoy wallowing in it.  I don't want to feel better right away.  

Does that make me crazy?  If so I can live with it.

Yesterday was that kind of day.  In fact it was a very common theme this week as I found when I climbed out of my dark whole this morning.  Doing my blog rounds today,  I was quite surprised to find out that some of my twitter tribe had been drinking the same water.  

I didn't go anywhere near blogland yesterday.  I was not in the frame of mind to be cheered up.  But what I learned today was some of the other bloggers I follow had been dealing with it too.

Do we pick up on each other feelings across the wires?  I am not sure, but what I do know is even though I had moved through my dark period alone, if I had just checked out what my tweeps were up to I may have moved through it quicker.  Will that change how I handle this in the future?  Probably not, but at least from now on I know that there are others out there who will understand and that is priceless.