The Pleasure of Busy
I am writing this from our future office space; we had come in today to arrange things in advance of ‘everyone’ starting here on Monday. I don’t know that we will be moving in quite that soon, but at least … Continue reading →
Tag Archives: work
Not Sure Where the Bipolar Goes
I have no real idea where my bipolar brain is going today. My hair’s grease says that things are probably either way up or somewhat down, but I’m not sure which way I feel. I’ve also been distracted thinking more … Continue reading →
Don’t Think About It
I’m just trying to buckle down and get some work done… and to not mull on whether or not I might have made one of the psychiatrists mad. My next appointment appears to be with the head guy, and he … Continue reading →
Mulling
I’ve been stumbling around trying to find writing inspiration this morning, but there’s not been anything extraordinary standing out. What has shown itself over and over again is just how demonized mental illnesses like bipolar and schizophrenia are in some … Continue reading →
Step by Step
Today is a so far, so good sort of thing. My driving lesson went well, and even with my instructor arriving early, I had time to finish my coffee. Not sure it made it to my blood stream though, ha … Continue reading →
Needs More Caffeine
As the bumper sticker on my first car announced to the world, I am a caffeine-based lifeform. And I am feeling it in the foggy brain department today. Granted, that could be due to dust or mold, but I have … Continue reading →
Qu’est-ce Que C’est Que Ça?
‘What is this?’ I ask myself. What it appears to be is Surprise, Anxiety! Thanks body and mind — did we really need to take the sudden rise of energy and drive and convert it fully to ‘Hahahaha you’re jittery!’? … Continue reading →
???
I’m still not sure where I am mood-wise, which is probably for the best. If I can’t say yay or nay, then meh is surely acceptable? I also suspect that there’s been the providence of variety lately in the comings … Continue reading →
Two Minds
The depressed brain says: ‘Whiskey! Marlboro Reds! Oblivion! Can has?’ The rational brain says: ‘No, we can’t go that route. Even though it would be so much easier than bleeding on the knife edge.’ But seriously, today is … Continue reading →
Trying for ‘Normal’
Today, I got up. I bummed around the net while my husband stayed in bed with our daughter; if those two had a choice, they would never leave bed. He eventually moved them out, got her milk and banana, and … Continue reading →