There seems to always be a time frame in the year where just everything goes wrong. You struggle and no matter what there is always something that happens which seems to make everything worse. It's this time when you feel that the universe is just having a go at you by throwing everything it can your way.
I felt a bit down after the move, not so much because I do not like it here but because I wasn't able to work out in almost over a month now. It also seems more complicated to make it work and I won't have the same nice space in front of the TV like I used to. All this made me a bit cranky.