I’m not depressed anymore.
I was depressed for a number of weeks. Just feeling down.
But now …
Something has lifted off me. For the past several days, I’ve been very active – making out my lists of things I wanted to get handled, and handling them… all in good order.
I’ve taken care of some things around the house I’ve been wanting to do for years. Simple things, really, that I just couldn’t get started before. Covering up the air conditioners for winter. Cleaning out leftover pots and containers that were sitting in a corner of the back porch for some reason. Organizing things around the house
And exercising, first thing in the morning.
I guess I was pretty depressed for a while, feeling poorly and also feeling sorry for myself.
No more. Something has shifted with me — probably the prospect of a week and a half off work for the upcoming holidays. It’s got me moving again.
And it feels pretty good.
Well, anyway, off I go. The day is waiting.