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Mar. 26th, 2003 06:49 pmDawn just called. My dog peed on the living room carpet yesterday (We have no idea why - I had just taken him outside and Dawn was sitting right there - he knows how to let us know he needs to go. Possibly he is upset about something - the war maybe?) Anyhoo - despite pouring a gallon of Nature's Miracle on the carpet, Dawn says the living room still reeks and I need to stop and buy more on my way home. She also threatened to move out of the house tonight if we don't clean. I sai, "Okay!" and she then told me that she would be leaving her kid. Guess I better help clean tonight.
It is not that messes don't bother me - they do. It is not that I am perpetually lazy - although I am. I have found that my tolerance for filth is pretty high and I can usually wait Dawn out. She will break first and clean. My ability to live in squalor is also directly related to my level of depression - I've been pretty mopey lately and therefore I really could care less about my surroundings. I'm back on Celexa as of last week (after a wonderful 2 year break) so we'll see if that improves. I was giggley this morning which shocked the hell out of a couple of my co-workers - hopefully I'll start to be able to concentrate on stuff again. Right now I am highly distractable and have not been able to do much of anything - finishing "Middle of the Road" was an uphill battle and I haven't been able to anything at all for Video Bootcamp for probably weeks now. Last night I vidded 20 seconds. I feel really excited by this. If I can vid another 20 seconds tonight, then that means that I'll have 40 seconds. Hell, that's almost a minute. If I tell ya'll what I am vidding, it will pretty much confirm that I have lost my mind. Since there is little thought that this vid will ever see the light of day, I am now free to have nothing but fun, fun, fun. Dammit. Who needs meds - I have a computer. Vidding as therapy.
It is not that messes don't bother me - they do. It is not that I am perpetually lazy - although I am. I have found that my tolerance for filth is pretty high and I can usually wait Dawn out. She will break first and clean. My ability to live in squalor is also directly related to my level of depression - I've been pretty mopey lately and therefore I really could care less about my surroundings. I'm back on Celexa as of last week (after a wonderful 2 year break) so we'll see if that improves. I was giggley this morning which shocked the hell out of a couple of my co-workers - hopefully I'll start to be able to concentrate on stuff again. Right now I am highly distractable and have not been able to do much of anything - finishing "Middle of the Road" was an uphill battle and I haven't been able to anything at all for Video Bootcamp for probably weeks now. Last night I vidded 20 seconds. I feel really excited by this. If I can vid another 20 seconds tonight, then that means that I'll have 40 seconds. Hell, that's almost a minute. If I tell ya'll what I am vidding, it will pretty much confirm that I have lost my mind. Since there is little thought that this vid will ever see the light of day, I am now free to have nothing but fun, fun, fun. Dammit. Who needs meds - I have a computer. Vidding as therapy.
