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Last week I told Paul I felt like I was losing it. Mentally. Emotionally. In general. I was tired, exhausted and just sick of going about my daily activities.

He offered to cook me dinner, take me out on the town to cheer me up, forgo a trip to Costco since I didn't feel like it. And then he told me that it was okay, it was just my once a quarter funk.

What do you mean? I asked him.

Apparently I get depressed once a quarter. Gee, here I thought I was all moody and unpredictable and shit. Or at the very least, I figured he'd refer to it as my once a month funk, if you know what I mean. But no, he said it's definitely once a quarter.

The more I think about it, the more I think he might be right. But this time has been a bit different because it isn't going away. I've caught myself making mistakes at work, which drives me nuts because that's just not how I roll. I am ridiculously anal when it comes to my job and that's what makes me so good at it.

And then there's this cold I can't shake. I can't get the right amount of sleep where I don't feel tired, foggy and red-eyed all the time. I don't know what's wrong with me.

It's not about not having anything to do either. Oh Lord, do I have things to do. I have a nine to ten hour a day job. I have the CFA to study for - only 249 more hours to go (and yes, that's out of the recommended 250 hours). I am trying to learn VBA because go figure, programming is important if you want to get ahead in finance. I just ordered The Handbook of Fixed Income Securities because, you know, it just looks like it might be a thrilling read (yes that was sarcastic). Oh and I have this husband who likes to hang out with me from time to time too.

Maybe it's a blessing in disguise that I'm not medically cleared to start trying to get pregnant, because if I was I'm sure I'd pressure Paul into getting pregnant NOW and then I'd be screwed. Har har. Yeah. It's better this way.

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