'Serenity'
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I have a hair appt. at 9 (birthday gift from a friend) and I think I was so worried about not waking up in time for it that I kept waking up ALL NIGHT LONG.
But I haven't been out of the house in a week, and and I bound and determined to GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT today.
I will probably finish this coffee, put some laundry in, and get a new light bulb.
And then straighten up my desk so I can get some work done.
Laundry in, bulb changed. Woo to the motherfuckin' hoo.
Go Erin!! I know how hard it can be to do the smallest of tasks when you've been feeling the way that you have been. I don't know exactly how you feel or have been feeling, since these bouts are so different for each person, but I have been there in my own way and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy, let alone someone I love and consider a friend. If you need another human's voice, I'm up and here and can offer either a sympathetic ear or a welcome distraction.
Aims, I love you!
I feel better today -- just stopped to take my meds, woo, go me, remembering at 5:30 -- and I felt better yesterday, once I spoke up.
Yesterday was so much better, I can't even tell you. And today, I am tired, but I don't feel as grim.
I won't be saving the world today, but I don't think I'll be cursing it -- much -- either.
Also? I will have clean clothes. And I shaved yesterday and put lotion on last night. I feel much less like the Hairy Lizard Woman from Planet Gloom.
I love you, too, honey.
Amazing how shaving and the simplest of grooming habits can make you feel so much better.
I find a shower and scented body lotion make me feel better, for what that's worth.
Yay, Erin!
Any plans to go outside today? I find that often helps my depression.
Happy haircut, Erin!
You go, Aims and Erin, for your early morning productivity in the face of cruel insomnia.
I am sad to report that my hip and back are still hurting pretty badly. Dr. Mike the chiropractor, you let me down! Phooey.
Coffee and smokes: I got my paycheck issue sorted, and will have a paper check to deposit later today. Yay!
Hey, Vortex. I'm currently in the throes of the impossible. I'm trying to (co-) write a Supernatural fanfic, and I want to set it in a predominantly black area near DC or NY. Somewhere middle or upper middle class. Like, with an engineer father and a teacher mother. I need context, and I might need dialogue help. I got the Jamaican bits covered, but I'm not so good at African American.