Get moving.

by Tracey Metzger

I was having a bad day. I didn’t want to shower or go to work. I thought I would cry if I had to talk to anyone. I wanted to crawl back into bed. I called my husband to tell him I couldn’t come to work.

He said, “Just come here so I can hug you. Then, you can turn around and go home.”

I thought it was ridiculous but…

I showered. I got dressed and went.

I felt so much better that I ended up staying and working.

Sometimes you just have to get moving. He knows me well.


P.S.  If he had told me that I would feel better when I got there, I would not have believed him and I probably would not have gone.  He’s a smart guy.

get moving, depressed, just move,