I really hate days like today.  I have absolutely no reason to be a grump, but I am.  Ok, I guess I have some reason (no decent sleep in over a month, no money AT ALL in my checking account, extra 5 pounds on the scale, not a moment without my children lately, including the solo trip to Oklahoma), but really, nothing a normal, sane person couldn't overcome.  Problem is, I don't think I'm sane.  I suffer from depression.  And I'm sick of it.  I am convinced it's a chemical problem and I am on meds, which help most of the time.  Except when I forget them at bedtime, like I did last night.  So I wake up from a fitful sleep, grumpy for no reason at all.  It's days like today when, instead of working out, I make a dessert that I know I can't keep my hands off of.  I also want to spend money I don't have on crap I don't need.  And I can't decide if I want to start a fight with my husband or go cry in my bed.   I want time away from my children after a full-tilt, solo weekend to Oklahoma with them, although snuggling with them seems to make me calm, happy and grateful.  Basically, I don't know what I want.  It kind of sucks.
But you know what?  Just writing it down helps.  After reading my ridiculous pity-party, sob-story and feeling almost too embarrassed to hit publish, I am going to publish. Then, I am going to go do 20 push-ups, 50 sit-ups and then eat the dessert I made.  I feel better already.
Friday, July 24, 2009
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