nightrythm ◾ ◾ My life is good, so what's the problem?

I think I feel depressed. I had to take more pain killers 'cause I was starting to feel the pressure in my temples (although not my eye, but at this point I don't think it would take much to convert back to a migraine).

What I really want to do is curl up here in the dark and cry myself to sleep. No, I don't know why. No frelling clue. I do know that my house is messy and all my good intentions of doing chores this morning are for naught. I feel pretty crappy and low energy. Making an effort to do something about the mess, will just piss me off. I will end up angry that I'm home alone with the chores, which is funny, 'cause the chores that are left are mine and not Patch's. Not to say that there isn't laundry to wash and dishes to put away; but only the clean dishes are in the way of my getting my chores done and I can always pile them on the table like I have before.

I just don't wanna, but it's beyond the whiny or the don't feel like it. I've got that "way too much effort to bother with" thing going on. I know that staying here and indulging this is a bad sign.

What I will do is now that I've eaten. Watch 1 episode of sliders (see if I fall asleep during it) and then get up, get dressed and go look at yarn and visit w/Stevie. Hopefully something will bump me back into real.