I actually feel a little bit better today. I’m not saying that the depression is over, but at least for today, I feel better.
I got a ton of stuff done at work, I tried to not let the overwhelming anxiety about being moved engulf me, and I just knuckled under and did what I had to do. Overall it was a decent day. I’ve got a number of things on the agenda for tonight, but honestly, if I only get half of them done I’ll be happy. I’m trying not to micromanage my entire day away.
I got a new thing for the office today. It’s kind of out of the blue, but I had the idea the other night when I couldn’t sleep and bought everything for this little arrangement.
I had hoped it would be bigger and that I could put the vase on the floor next to the chair, but I think it works just as well on the filing cabinet behind my stuff. A vase about a foot tall, and then fake jasmine and peacock feathers. I think it looks fancy. But it adds some color to the room, and I’m a big fan of flowers, so it makes me happy. That’s all that really matters, I guess.
I’m just going to hope that the good times last and the depression (which really hasn’t been all that bad) was just a small blip in an otherwise eurythmic year. One thing that does concern me is that my doc never got back to me, which is not like him. I really hope that I don’t have to go on a hunt for a new therapist and and new doc.
That’s it for now, I guess. I have nothing major to report and there’s nothing really on my mind that I want to talk about, so I guess I’ll sign off.
Stay safe, friends.