My own version of Blue Monday

So last week, I had posted about Blue Monday, which is apparently the most depressing day of the year. The date is calculated by using many factors, including: weather conditions, debt level (the difference between debt accumulated and our ability to pay), time since Christmas, time since failing our new year’s resolutions, low motivational levels and feeling of a need to take action.

Not that I am having my own version of "Groundhog's Day" or anything, but today feels like another Blue Monday. I feel tired and grouchy. Worse-than-usual traffic got me into work late. For every "to do" item I have checked off my list at work, 3 more seem to have sprung up in their place. Calling into my doctor's office to ask about an upcoming appointment I was hung up on, then scolded when I called back that someone incorrectly told me I could do all things I needed during that one appointment (how is that MY fault?) and that I would have to book a second appointment...and they couldn't do that until April. When I noted that I was now essentially being asked to prioritize which of my conditions and related medications was most important to my health, the lovely receptionist laughed and said "Well that ain't my problem!"

Add FIND A NEW DOCTOR'S OFFICE to my to do list.....

On any Monday -- heck ANY day of the week -- that would be enough to get you a little blue.

But today. Well there is some sad news to report. L -- my good pal and roomie of four-and-a-half years -- is moving away. She's taking an opportunity with her company that will have her helping them open a new office way on the other side of the country.

And she is leaving on Wednesday.

This has been a done deal for awhile. Even knew about the opportunity before that when she was thinking it over. But today, it all finally hit me. And I started to cry a bit at my desk.

L is leaving.

No more Monday nights watching The Bachelor/ette. No more leaving notes for each other on the dry erase board. No one to play fashion show with when you buy new jeans or shoes. No one to cheer me up by shouting "We're going to Auuuuuustraaaaaliaaaa" just like Oprah.

I don't think I have been in denial all these weeks. It just felt so far away, and I didn't really have to deal with all the feelings that went along with her departure.

But now here it is, less than 48 hours away, and I feel sad. I'm so excited for L and can't wait to hear all about her new adventure. And I know that we haven't spent as much time together in recent months because of different schedules, me being at MVP's house, a combination of things. But knowing that if I needed her, she was there. Coming home and seeing her updates on our DVR info board. There was just such a comfort to all of that and maybe I took it for granted.

I know L will always "be there" for me, no matter where she is actually living at the time. I'm just feeling a little sad today, finally realizing that she is going...and already feeling the empty space she is leaving behind.