Does it Feel Like a Monday?

Do you ever feel as if you were once good at something and now fail miserably at it? I am feeling that way regarding several things. Writing being one of them. I know it has to due with being rusty, I don't do it in the capacity I used to. It frustrates me, I don't remember grammer the way I once did and all of my editing books are packed. I'm finding that on a personal level I am also failing at things that I thought I was good at, not sure how I can make sense of that without being specific, the point being...is it like riding a bicycle? Not really, but do you regain it over time and can one become even better than before? Silly question I know, of course you can, if you want to. Or did you have a mask of dillusion before and you never were good to begin with? Does that mean that your perception of yourself has worsened? I don't think mine has, I think I have gained if anything; however, did I ever feel confident in my abilities? I could go around in circles forever. You tell me of the places you've been, people you are meeting and I try to smile for you, but inside I am still squirming and my brain still says, "f****** h***," because we were supposed to be discovering the city together. It was to be an adventure had by us both though I grew up here. I wanted to show you around because every time we have been it seems like a struggle, you had to work or were thinking about work or we got in an argument of sorts. I've lived in your town for several years and I wanted to bring you into mine and now you are seeing it for yourself, it feels odd. I'm anxious for change. Good change. I have been looking for a house, but cannot find one that is bearable. I know I am particular, but that is what got me into the place I called home last time. I don't want to live in an apartment complex, a duplex would be ok, a house ideal. Really need to go shopping, ug dislike shopping, and buy new clothes. My jeans are getting to an inappropriate point due to my weight loss. I was washing my car yesterday and they were falling down to a low that well, let's just say, it's really time I get a new pair of jeans. So...I had a momentary need for Chapstick, pulled out the Burt's Bees and applied it. Now my lips are insanely chapped and I recall this happened last time I used it. It is as if you apply it once and you have to use it for the rest of your life. Really need to figure out what I'm doing with my hair. Last time I was at DP, F asked the bartender why the blonde was ignoring him. I never wanted to be a blonde and here I am being called one. Miss my blue hair, but the upkeep is a bit much. Played Overlord yesterday, cute game. My little minions enjoyed having pumpkin hats as well as leaf ones. Should be productive...what to do today? I think I'll share.