My son's curled up in his bed, sleeping.
A storm is grumbling outside and raining on my herbs (YAY!).
I've revised another 6 pages of my novel.
And now, with only a half-hour until I need to get up, I want to go back to bed.
Don't you hate when that happens??
I blame it on the fact that I have been stuck in the house for days on end, the storm outside, the cat that won't leave me alone.
The real reason I'm up and still tired? I'm restless.
I have very little going on in my life that constitutes as mental stimulation. Editing is simple to me, like a game of hide-and-seek where everyone jumps up and screams, "Here I am!" I'm not inspired enough to write something new. I grab at new songs I hear on the radio and memorize the lyrics in hope that they'll help pull me out of this funk. I look at my wish list and realize that having no money means I can't do most of the things on that list.
Damn. I hate depression.
Okay, so. Best way to counter-think depression is to focus on what I have, not what I don't. So...what do I have that I'm truly grateful for?
- The unconditional love of my Savior, my mother, and my son.
- The unending loyalty of my family--those who are family by blood, and family through faith
- The doctors who are helping my son with his hearing and speech difficulties
- Music--good God, how I love music
- Chores--hey, don't roll your eyes. They give me a sense of purpose.