New antidepressant, new routines. There are a lot of things I’m trying to change right now, and I just have to be patient enough to see this through. (And if you know me well, you know I am not a terribly patient person.)
I haven’t had the time or energy to even think about blogging lately. Life has been a blur of work to home to work to home to work, and most of the time I’ve been home has been spent sleeping or otherwise being sluggish.
I haven’t blogged lately, or even really thought about blogging much–exhausted, apathetic, busy, stressed, depressed, out of words. There are dozens of words and phrases that could describe my life and my state of mind lately, and most of them are not good.
We’ve been here in metro DC for a little over a week, and we’re all settling in pretty nicely. Yes, all, including Lissy Lou! The first few days in our new place were awful–she cried a lot and neither of us humans got much sleep. However, since she got used to this apartment being her new home, she’s acted like she likes it even more than our old place. She actually gets up on the couch and the bed, which was rare before, and after looking suspiciously at her new cat tree for a couple of days, now she spends most of her time on it.
For those of you who haven’t heard, Dallas and I are preparing to relocate to the Washington, DC metro area in the next couple of weeks. He’s accepted a contract researcher position on an encyclopedia project in his field that he’s worked on before; I will be transferring with my current company while putting out feelers for jobs in history/museums/libraries/archives/education. (I’m not picky, but I’d love to be doing something that uses my degree!)
My mental health has been all over the map these last few weeks. I have had some incredible days in there alert, lively, cheerful, talkative, totally at peace with where my life has been and where it’s going. Unfortunately, that hasn’t been a frequent occurrence.