Now that the floor updates are done - I need to take a break to talk about what's actually going on around here. Yes, I know you already know about the floor and watching paint dry and Christmas trees and Thanksgiving dinners. I mean what's really going on around here.
It's called depression. Remember that looming mental health crisis? It stopped looming and settled in for the long-haul.
I woke up before dawn this morning crying. No particular reason. That's what I kept saying anyway. "Nothing to be sad about.. so why do I feel sad?" I have so much to be grateful for.. and I am grateful... I'm trying to be grateful. Why do I not feel so grateful anymore? Everything is great -- only rather disorganized and dysfunctional. Right?
Okay - here it is: Everything is not great. I'm way, way past being extremely happy that we are all alive and that we have a roof over our heads. It has been 15 months. If anyone out there is skeptical -- try remaining optimistic for 15 months with nothing to go on but the fact that you have a pulse and somewhere to sleep at night.
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