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The worst part about depression is that you don't really realize you are until you either hit bottom or start to come out of it.
Ironically enough, every time the latter starts, something comes along to kick me in the teeth.
So Wed, I hie me off to get my ears vacuumed, and in the next few days i'll find me a new Primary Care physician, and get some paxil or zoloft or prozac happening. Wouldn't hurt Mudd to get some happening too.
And we get the evening routine started with Flylady.
And see if we can keep the front room decluttered for a week.
But right now, i have much crocheting to do. I want to finish a hat for the coat drive. I have no extra coats, but I want to give something warm.
Ironically enough, every time the latter starts, something comes along to kick me in the teeth.
So Wed, I hie me off to get my ears vacuumed, and in the next few days i'll find me a new Primary Care physician, and get some paxil or zoloft or prozac happening. Wouldn't hurt Mudd to get some happening too.
And we get the evening routine started with Flylady.
And see if we can keep the front room decluttered for a week.
But right now, i have much crocheting to do. I want to finish a hat for the coat drive. I have no extra coats, but I want to give something warm.