I realized when I got up this morning that I was not just depressed. I'm sick! My attitude always sucks when I'm not feeling up to snuff. In a way it's a relief. I can deal with sickness a lot more easily than depression. Plus, it's kind of nice to have a 'permissions slip' to get out of work for a day or two. I may not have a job-job, but I do try to work on the house for at least a portion of each day.

Sure wanted to just stay in bed this morning, but my daughter needed to be driven to school, and since today is garbage day, I had to deal with that too. My three bins were practically empty. That is something I'm almost manic about, getting as much garbage outta here as possible each week! Maybe the world wouldn't come to an end if I didn't do it one Thursday, but, silly as this may sound, filling up those bins gives me tremendous satisfaction. It's practically the highlight of my week!

I don't know how they compare in actual volume, but I suspect my three bins are the equivalent of a small dumpster. Sometimes, it amazes me that I can fill up that much space with junk every week and still not have gotten to the bottom of it! How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.

Well, my three big bites are taken for now, so I think I'll go back to bed. Ya'll have a great day!