Down is the new up.

I am throwing myself into a busy schedule as I always do when I'm not happy...detach myself and keep busy at work, busy in practices/teaching. I guess some good actually come out of my busyness because as I was sitting through a townhall meeting at work yesterday not really paying attention, I was unexpectedly called to the front of the room.
"huh? wha...?"
My face turned red, and as I stood up at the front of the meeting room, my boss read out some positive things about a project I lead and presented me with a performance award with some prize money.
Was pretty nice.

Later on at night though amidst the busyness of practice some sad moods snuck in.
But I came home to my happy dog and my supportive husband.
And they were there.
Really there for me.
And that felt better than anything else.