Where it's at

Pretty much nowhere, actually.  I am in a big huge ol' puddle of "I suck!"  I just returned home from Marin, where I did not run one iota (what the fuck is wrong with me??), where I got all bitchy at my job, where  I got next to nothing accomplished due to . . . malaise? indifference? burnout?  Now I'm home, and things are looking up, as the house is clean, the bills are paid and the boyfriend is more awesome than ever.  I got my tax refund back, and it's substantial (for me), meaning another HUGE bill can be that much closer to being paid off, I can go on a little shopping spree (I haven't bought any new clothes in, literally, years), I can breathe a little easier.  Our carpets are being professionally cleaned as I write this, and happy flooring = happy house, yes?  Skiing with the Master's tomorrow (or friday, perhaps), fun ladies' night party on saturday, Great Ski Race on sunday, my ugly cold sore face (you've been spared, mercifully I didn't post any pics) is getting better and oooh! the new iPad comes out next weekend (I've been waiting for 6 months for the new one before I leapt in the fray with the purchase).  Plus I've got new followers here and new subscribers on Google Reader even though I haven't bothered posting regularly in, like, months, so some people are interested, at least.  I'm in a big physical funk for no real reason at all (except we're in the bowels of winter, there is that) and getting fatter by the second and I'm really looking forward to . . . looking forward, and to spring, and to getting off my fat ass and getting some physicality done.  Some yoga, some running, some skiing and some blogging.  I'm in a big rut and I Want Out!