Rather depressed
in the rather clinical sense of the word. It’s summer. I should be happy. But this rain… and work… and I’m smoking and drinking excessively and not exercising and handling stress in all the wrong ways. J was violently ill last night and it was the most horrible thing to listen to. That after I made a really heartless and unproductive comment to him right before bed. And the car and the bird and this rain and work and my stomach problems and pms and a bad period. whaa. But it’s Friday and I’m making turnip and kale soup (?) and we’re going to a movie and J is feeling better and it doesn’t appear to be the swine flu. I’m just worn down.
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