I'm in a really crappy mood tonight, no particular reason. You know how it goes. You wake up on the wrong side of the bed and everything goes south. That's what it seemed like after my nap tonight.
I was just reading that people with my diagnosis never have a time when they are well, there is always something going on. Well, isn't that just special? I'm on some good meds. I don't think that's true at all. Perhaps I'm in denial. Hard to say. I certainly think I cope with things better than I really do. I take on too much. I get excited and obsessed about a project and that's all I can think about. You probably knew most of that already. I just think there are always going to be people who want to keep you down and/or underestimate what you are capable of.
Mom got home about 7pm. I barked at her a couple times, then she went and took a nap. Chris is watching TV. Betty's in his room. I'm listening to Alice in Chains greatest hits CD. I'm still hoping I'll get out of that author thing. I just don't feel up to it. Maybe things will get better. We'll see. I probably have the winter blues. It rained a lot today. I have a candle lit as usual (at night).
I watched Pacific Rim today, which is essentially a monster movie in the vein of Godzilla. It was pretty good. I'll send it back to Netflix tomorrow. I was gonna do something creative today, but I haven't got around to it yet. Here is Week 3 of the Journal52 challenge:
You make me smile.
Remember that.
Sleep well...
LOVE
Anne
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