Happiness is...the temple.

I have just finished one of the longest, ugliest, blackest weeks I've had in I don't know how long.   Everything seemed to go wrong.  My emotions were completely out of whack and the flu from last week somehow migrated up to my chest and sinuses.  Between feeling sick and feeling sorry for myself I spent a good portion of my days as a sobbing, snotty, soggy mess.  It was not pretty in any way, trust me.

So, after spending the entire morning hacking my lungs out and trying to figure out what to do with my life I had used up an entire box of tissues and not come up with any conclusions so I decided I'd better do something a bit more productive than playing solitaire on the computer.  The only thing I could come up with (that didn't involve chocolate -cuz I've eaten all of the chocolate) was to go to the temple.

In the LDS church, worthy members can gain recommends to enter temples throughout the world. (Go here for more information.) Like the temples of the Old Testament, sacred ordinances are performed inside.  And because of their sacred nature, the Spirit is stronger there than most any other place.  Each time I go I spend time in prayer and am able to receive comfort and peace.

Washington DC temple (no this wasn't today, I couldn't figure out how to get the picture off of my phone and onto my computer so you have to deal with a photo from last summer.)

It's a testament to the utter blackness of my mood that after several hours at the temple the strongest word I can claim is 'neutral'.  It's not any where near 'happy' but it's definitely several steps up from where I've been all week.  Sad, but I'll take it.

So, dear reader, tell me...please!!  What is your remedy for getting out of a funk?  When your head hurts from crying, when the chocolate and ice cream are all gone and the funny movies no longer amuse, what do you do to make yourself feel better?  I'm hoping for something great here so don't let me down :)  Next week has got to be better than this one.