So the picture has absolutely nothing to do with anything, except that I’m missing my dog and I needed the laugh. Photos of Tinkerbell come out whenever I’m depressed. This is one of the happiest photos I have, taken when I was a new mom in the bleak winter in Iowa. This shot was probably actually taken around exactly 6 years ago, if memory serves correctly.
New blog themes come out when I’m depressed, too. I’m pretty happy with this one, though, so hopefully it will stick around for a while.
Yeah, like I said, i’m depressed. This is actually good news, though, and it happened with no change whatsoever to my meds. I’d rather be down for two days than high as a kite on a manic run indefinitely, as I was afraid was going to happen as of last posting. I’ve lost the last two days to sleep and Jared has kept up with everything to do with boys, thankfully. The laws of gravity apply to my moods, too…what goes up must come down. I’m glad it happened fast and hasn’t been too dramatic. No silly weepiness, just glorious sleep for a while.
Tomorrow I plan to join the land of the living again.
Now, to find a happy photo….here’s one of Porter in Washington DC last 4th of July, at a reflection pool. A very happy memory of a blazing hot day:
