Reason to be Cheerful

Hi, Dear Everybody,
This flushing forum has lots of testimonies about good physical results. Here was an emotional one.
Starting in October I was more and more sad about the upcoming holidays. Despite all my strategies about alternate observances and self-care, by Christmas it was taking me hours to get out of bed in the morning. There just didn't seem to be any point any more in getting up. (After all, those happy-family newsletters in my mail certainly weren't talking about MY life!) It got so severe that after New Year's I was determined to flush even without the usual week of preparation.
Last night after swallowing everything (the oil was the worst yet), the sadness snapped. The FIRST thought was "Say, the parking lot behind the office would make a great place for a jumprope." I saw myself, dejected me, jumping rope happily among my solemn and sometimes-pretentious colleagues. I felt so joyful. And it was not even a comfy night (the usual heartburn, queasiness, elevated pulse, rushes to the bathroom). But the emotional relief was instant. How in the world was that possible??? It's like night and day. At 4:30 a.m I hopped out of bed all chipper, tidying my room and dressing nicely, and by 6:30 was at my desk at the office humming through paperwork. A breeze. Go figure.
Actually, there's an old extension cord here that would make a good jump rope....
Blessings,
Autumn