Get the FUNK out of here!
You know when you get in a funk?
The kind where there isn’t one single source but a smorgasbord of big and small situations that require time, energy, thought or emotion. The kind you want to magically go away and you whine and eat a crumb cake muffin (or three — damn why did I let Raleigh make those?!!!) and don’t REALLY do anything about it?
That’s kinda been my thing lately. So dumb.
There’s definitely nothing sweet about being FUNK-Y*. (*not to be confused with FUNKY. Funky rocks. Funk-y blows.)
Especially when there are real situations – Oklahoma being the most recent – that are truly heartbreaking. Big and real and permanent.
And while I am deeply saddened by these heavy duty tragedies, FUNK-Y Kristi throws that sadness into her FUNK soup and lets it simmer.
You may be familiar with this kind of cycle. (Maybe you’re not and YAY for you. No need to read on, but please, share your wisdom in the comments below.)
This morning, the voice in my head screamed “Get the FUNK out!”
I examined my choices. Stay FUNK-Y or pull on some big girl panties and give FUNK a FIGHT. I (rather reluctantly) chose the latter.
My weapon of choice –
After getting the kids off, I had just enough time before a meeting to drive to a local, scenic trail full of people getting their groove on. A guaranteed NO FUNK zone.
A few good songs, 45 minutes of vitamin D, and a sweet sweat later, I felt significantly less FUNK-Y. I really did. As I already knew I would because NO ONE EVER has finished exercising and thought “gosh that really put me in a FUNK.” *This is a fact, as clearly outlined by Elle Woods in this pivotal scene in Legally Blonde –

“Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don’t shoot their husbands. They just don’t.” And they don’t get FUNK-Y. They just don’t.
Then I came home to this post from Erin Weed, one of the coolest and least FUNK-Y people I know. Love her take on dancing in the kitchen. Because you’re alive. Because you can.
Then the kids got home from school and Raleigh asked me to babysit her roly poly –

“Take good care of him.”
And then I saw Ned post on Facebook about a way to help in Oklahoma through the American Red Cross. With a simple text of REDCROSS to 90999, you can give $10 so they can continue their efforts overseeing shelters, delivering hot meals, and working to link loved ones via the program Safe and Well.

Big power in a lot of small donations.
So here I am near the end of the day, feeling rather de-FUNK-Y-fied. Really. OK, I may have tossed in a glass of wine, but the moral of the story is one we all already know –
Ways to get the FUNK out:
1. Exercise
2. Laugh
3. Love
4. Give
Ways to avoid getting FUNK-Y to begin with:
Repeat 1 – 4 daily.
How do you get the FUNK out?
Music. Big whoppin’ 80’s style song. Always good for a little mood pep around my house!
So true! Cranking some now! xoxo