I wish I understood my depression better. Two days ago, I had a horrible day at work and it was followed by a great evening with the girls. Yesterday, I got a long needed haircut and I was able to work at home. In between work stuff, I got most of the playhouse painted. One more section to go, once we figure out how to take it apart.
But the depression? It seems to have lifted. Just like the n’oreaster that blew threw yesterday, it came in, wiped me out and then left.. The devestation left behind is still visible. I have circles under my eyes and the remnants of bad thoughts are there, but the storm itself is gone…
I even pulled out the Hello Kitty Sewing machine and a) wound a bobbin b) threaded the needle c) set the tension and d) made a terrible sleeping bag for Luna’s stuffed animal.
But I finally did it!
PS- Happy Evacuation Day everyone!