The Grief Flu

I think something is going around.

But it's only contagious for a select few.

I think some of the other widow/widower bloggers I know are going through a similar thing.

The grief flu.

I feel tired.

Exhausted.

I have a zillion things to do for school, home, and upcoming parties.

But all I want to do is nap.

And chill out.

Watch TV.

Eat horrible, crap food.

Not move.

It is a struggle for me to make plans with people.

I would rather just be at home.

I just want to curl up with a good book and a blanket and read.

Or sleep.

My body feels heavy.

I do not really feel like eating real meals.

Especially cooking.

I do not feel like going to the grocery store.

I do not want to clean my house.

Or take out the trash.

Clean a litter box.

I just want to be.

I do not want to make any decisions.

I hate having to pick out clothing.

I do not want to shower.

Or cut my finger nails.

Or brush my teeth.

I do not have the energy for it.

I just have enough energy to wake up.

To get out of bed.

But beyond that, everything is a struggle to get the energy for.

Which is bad since I have having 25 people over on Saturday.

Hopefully this is just a 24-48 hour flu.

Although it has already been longer than that.

Perhaps it is time for more counseling.

Sigh... the grief flu...