Yesterday was a day where I had a lot of energy—not like I used to before all the health problems cropped up, but good compared to what I’m used to now. I did some cleaning, but you could hardly tell. There is enough accrued mess that I’m not going to conquer it in one day.
Somehow, my son has 14 unmatched socks. How does that even happen? How are there even 14 different kinds of boys white socks
Today, I don’t feel like doing anything. As in a depressed way, not as in a lazy way. But it’s mild. I shall take my prescribed medicines and wait for them to take effect. Later, I’ll do some exercise in the pool, using the water for resistance. Maybe swim a couple of laps. Exercise helps mood, and it will make me feel like I’ve accomplished something.
In general, though, I am managing my depression much better, and at much lower dosages of medication than before. Even if I’m not quite feeling it today, it’s still not as bad as it would have been six months ago. So, I’ll go through the motions, and wait.
My bike has a little problem with the shifter. Often, when downshifting from third gear to second, it doesn’t quite “catch”. I have to twist the control a little farther, almost into first gear. Then it catches, I release the control, and it’s fine.
Some, I’m waiting for my brain to “catch” today. Could happen any time. Might not happen till tomorrow, or the next day. Might happen when I click “Create post” and read some more. The only thing I know for sure is not to believe the little voice trying to tell me that it never will.