So I laid down and went to sleep. Normally a few hours of shut-eye will kick sadness' butt, but not so much today... I slept for like 5 hours and when I woke up, I couldn't come up with a good enough reason to get out of the bed... I felt that blues sumo wrestler sitting on my chest and the most I could manage was to roll over and put my face in the pillow... After a while Lamar called me for some bank info and I had to drag myself off the bed to get it. I thought 'finally I'm up!' But no, my bed was like a sand trap and sucked me right back in. Lamar asked me what was wrong and unfortunately it was one of those things that just happens. Nothing was wrong. I was just sad. Just out of it. He tried so hard to cheer me up by listing things that I have to be happy about (I really do love that man) but nothing was shaking the blues.
Eventually, I all but threw myself on the floor and dragged myself to the living room where I finished watching 'Waitress' and felt like I was literally melting into my chair. So I pulled myself up again and went to clean up the kitchen so I could bake.
I made a pink honey pound cake for the Breast Cancer Awareness yarn bombing tomorrow... It felt good to make something. I suppose my anti-depressant is keeping busy. Is anyone else like that?
Anyway, this blues has been tagging along with me since I got out of bed. Even here at Books-a-Million I'm trying to drown it out with music and keep these threatening tears under control. Sheesh! I'm kind of a train wreck this evening...
Hopefully, tomorrow I'll feel much better. I'm thinking about drinking some tension tamer tea when I get home and crocheting. Or maybe I'll read some of Happier at Home.
(I'll post a picture of my pink honey pound cake later. Do you ice pound cakes?? Somebody help...)
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I decided to use the chocolate frosting in the cabinet instead of making a glaze. It was good. There's none left. :)
Hugs, honey. Depression is hard, I know. Praying peace and comfort for you.
ReplyDeleteAnd pound cakes are either plain or drizzle a glaze over the top. :-)
Thank you so much! I'm sorry I'm just getting around to replying, but I truly appreciate your kindness =) Thank you for the prayers, I really needed them and I'm super glad to say I am feeling a lot better these days.
DeleteOh that feeling is the pits. Hope tomorrow is better
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