I think I’m over the mood hump, I hope so, pretty sure I’m feeling better.
The days have cooled down a touch to the mid 30’s, that Celsius folks, and while it is still pretty hot outside we have gained control over the temperature inside the house. At least somewhat anyway. Most of this is accomplished by the judicious use of window blinds (outside of the windows preferably), and the opening and closing of doors and windows at the optimum times (temperature and direction dependent). Doing that we can keep the inside of the house at the mid to high 20’s. Still not “cool” but certainly cooler than outside.
We’ve never had an air conditioner and I’m beginning to think one would be a good investment. It would be one of those things you wouldn’t use often but when you want it you REALLY want it. Still something we are pondering.
Whether the weather (cool play on words huh) was the key to my slump or just one of many factors I don’t know but realizing my past experiences (read that as moody bastard) I would suspect it wasn’t the only one. Why I seem to experience this swing of moods might be something a team of doctors could look into but my team isn’t available right now and they aren’t returning calls.
I shouldn’t have to look far for the answer to this quandary as the more I think about it, the more I go back in time to the earlier stages of my diagnosis, the more clear the answer to the question becomes. Could it really be…….just the depression?
If I look back in my handwritten journal, even perhaps some of my earlier posts, I would clearly see one of the benefits I noticed after beginning the meds was the “even-ness” of my moods, a more level experience of life without the ups and downs of good days and bad. In short I felt better. It’s just that I don’t want to be on ANY meds, the taking of drugs itself or the having to take drugs is what I think I rally against. Dumb perhaps, but it’s how I feel. I think nothing of medicating myself with a drink or two, that is somehow ok, but having to be on medication to be normal? That hurts me. What fickle beings we are.
As I sit here in the shade on my deck, the cool breeze wafting through and tickling the wind chimes, I become sad. This is one of my happy places and yet I feel low, depressed in mood and energy, lacking the full enjoyment of my place or lot in life. An unfortunate state of affairs.
But I can do something about it, and I will. If nothing else I will get up and go for a walk. Exercise is something that’s been lacking in my routine lately. I’ll do it, here I go, I’m feelin’ better already.