My mood and focus are both up and down unpredictably these days, significantly moreso than pre-pandemic*.
This morning I did some proofreading while
cattitude was still asleep, and rescheduled a grocery delivery for this coming Thursday instead of Sunday: and a couple of hours later playing Scrabble seemed too mentally difficult. (Between the hand brace and the MS, I am going to drop tiles occasionally, and don't let this stop me from playing.)
We went for a walk this afternoon, and successfully completed a Scrabble game. I idled for a bit, cut up more cardboard for recycling, and even did another half hour of proofreading.
I have no idea what we will do for dinner, though it's likely to involve leftover chicken.
*Putting in that comparison, I feel like noting that it's not as bad as before we increased my dosage of one antidepressant and started me on a second. I am *very* glad we got that sorted out, at least mostly, when the only difficulty in seeing a psychiatrist was finding room in her schedule.
This morning I did some proofreading while
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We went for a walk this afternoon, and successfully completed a Scrabble game. I idled for a bit, cut up more cardboard for recycling, and even did another half hour of proofreading.
I have no idea what we will do for dinner, though it's likely to involve leftover chicken.
*Putting in that comparison, I feel like noting that it's not as bad as before we increased my dosage of one antidepressant and started me on a second. I am *very* glad we got that sorted out, at least mostly, when the only difficulty in seeing a psychiatrist was finding room in her schedule.
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