Taters, I’m not a medical or mental health professional, nor do I play one on TV, but I know when I used to get into a funk, a long walk or bike ride did wonders. So it sounds like most of your weekend plans may do you a world of good. Fresh air, sunshine, and exercise in combination can only help. But ignore **swampy **- don’t spill wine - drink lots of it!
Things are moving right along on the water-front. We’ve got about 90 gallons in various containers in the basement and we’ve figured out how to get it all pumped up to the tank, so yay for that. I think tomorrow we’ll have enough to do it.
So far today, apart from going out for breakfast, then stopping at the Habitat Thrift Store (first time there - it’s pretty cool!) we came home and put up the trim in the workshop between the white and the gray paint. It looks pretty good. Later, we’ll install the cove molding, and we’ll be ready to move stuff from the garage to the basement. **FCD **borrowed a big dolly from work - that’ll be a huge help!
Our baby girl turns 26 on Monday, so we’re taking her out to eat on Sunday. I need to wrap her present - I think I’ll just bag it, if I’ve got a big enough bag.
Gray and dreary day, and muggy. We closed up the house and turned on the air to wring it out a bit. But next week promises to be much cooler, so yay!
I’m afraid I’m going to have go straight to the hard stuff, rosie. Rum or vodka…mebbe both.
Thanks for the commiseration rosie and **lieu. **
One little bright spot today is that I get to leave at 2:31. Today normally would have been my “short” 8 hour day, but the boss gave me 59 minutes. I fully plan to use that little boon.
Word came down at two o’clock we could go home so home I did go. I have been productive. N.O.T. for N.O.T. sallit are done and coolin’ and coleslaw is made. I cheated on the slaw and used bagged slaw to which I added some grated onion and carrots. I used a sweet and sour dressin’ on it also. Plus, the <snerk> Boston Butt <snerk> is a smokin’ away. When the N.O.T.'S are cool enough to touch I shall make the N.O.T. sallit. I also need to mix up baked beans which shall slow cook tomorrow whilst pool time is happenin’. Oh and OYKW is makin’ the likker sto’ run. I need a bottle of Bloody Mary mix to go in my “homemade” mix. I thought I had one but I don’t. Plus, of course, he will pick up beerverages and vodka. We have deli stuff for sammiches for dindin tonight. Oh, and I need to make a cake. Chawklit with chawklit and pee-can icin’. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM…
Hey Swampy - you should try Marie’s cole slaw dressing. It’s really good. I always add chopped apples to my bagged cole slaw. That’s what Grandma B- did! Although I’m sure she grated her own cabbage and carrots.
Okay, so now we don’t have to move. Computer Boy won’t be able to move into the place he was going to move into because another guy was waffling, so he said he’ll stay here. There have been Terms which have been accepted.
Now if Culinary Boy could get a job and keep it, that would be something. I’m making go back to school noises.
Rebo I’ve tried Marie’s before and it is good. However, I have discovered that sto’ brand sweet and sour dressin’ pretty much tastes the same and I am above all cheap.
N.O.T sallit made, beans mixed up and cake is in the oven and will be done soon. Life threatenin’ over not touchin’ said cake has also been issued. Bloody Mary mix has also been made. I’ve been a bzzy bear!
Glad to hear that Spaz. Sounds like it could be the best for all, at least for now.
Sorry about the blues, Taters. I think you should still go to a doctor, though. It could be something that’s easy to take care of. Lots of meds are on the $4 list at various pharmacies (please tell me they have cheapo prescriptions in Washington!), so if you talk to them and they think meds might help, they could start with low-cost ones. Also, they may recommend some type of non-med therapy. I’d just hate for it to be something that could be taken care of easily and have you continue to feel awful instead. Hugs, in any case. And keep the exercise up! (Sometimes it takes longer than you’d think for the benefits to kick in.)
That is an incredible version of the Chicken Dance, swampy. I know it says it was on the Lawrence Welk show, but it really looks like a home videotaped lesson.
I left 15 minutes early because I couldn’t take it anymore. Someone that I may be supervising soon managed to make me want to be violent twice today (this is generally very difficult to accomplish). Apparently it’s OK to take your inexpert misunderstanding of facts and share it with auditors. Why actually refer something to the people who are actually subject matter experts to get, say, a correct analysis of the matter at hand? :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad: This person is going to get a big ol’ wake-up call on Tuesday. I’m still steaming because the last incident happened not much before I left the office. Gonna go for an ice cream in a moment. [/rant]
Also, did everyone see this thread about a memorial Dopefest for norinew? I’m thinking about taking a week off in October and would like to go to DC because I’ve never been there. Might be able to coordinate things so that I could attend.
A big old tree just fell over right in front of my cottage. Thank goodness nothing was damaged and no one was hurt. If some one had been under it, they’d have been squished.
That’s more than enough excitement for my T.G.I.F.
Bri2k
P.S. Hang in there Chance! Things are bound to get brighter soon!
Yikes Brick! :eek: Glad no one was hurt. Also glad it didn’t fall on your house.
gt it’s Lawrence Welk. I think cheesey and homemade was what that show went for for a look. Also, penis ensues… ummmm… and :eek:
Cake is all iced. The spatula of death has been wielded to ensure no harm comes to the cake before dessert time tomorrow. Also, I ironed two silk shirts for us to wear on Sunday. Sunday is “The Feast of St. Seersucker” and we are supposed to dress all summery like. Since I own no seersucker, I opted for a very loud silk shirt of which I own two, so OYKW has one to wear as well. I figure that and white pants will suffice nicely. Oh and the <snerk> Boston Butt <snerk> is off the smoker and smells so nummy! It will finish cookin’ in a slow cooker tomorrow.
Home from eating way too much. We went to the new Texas Roadhouse (call ahead seating rocks! We got in within 5 minutes. The wait was an hour or so) and everything was good. They have amazing yeast rolls, **FCD **ordered fried pickles (wish he hadn’t) plus they have peanuts on every table. I got ribs, a salad and baked sweet N.O.T. - I couldn’t finish my half a slab of ribs - too much food. And the service was very good also. We shall go back - calling ahead, of course.
Taters, I know you’re a big girl and you’re no dummy, but please, if the funk continues, give pills a chance. I know two people personally who got their lives back when they started on anti-depressants, including one who was suicidal. I’m no expert on brain chemistry, but from my own experiences, when it gets out of balance, it can really mess you up, and if a pill gets the balance back, well, it’s hard to argue with that. End of lecture. But I’ll still worry about you, {{{Taters}}}
**Brick **- yoiks! On the other hand, you won’t have to worry about leaves from that tree this fall, right?
And on that note, I’m going to assume the knit position.
I appreciate the concern and hugs, FCM. I know people on anti-depressants too, and for some of them, the pills really have worked. For others, well I guess they’re still trying to find the magical combination/dose.
I’ll give it some more time, if things get worse, or don’t improve, I might have to break down and go in. I really hope not. I just want it to pass. To tell you the truth, I just find it so difficult to ask for help or admit that something could be wrong. I’m always the strong one…the one every one comes to, and it’s just demoralizing to me to admit I might need help. I’ve always been the suck it up and drive on kind of person. In the past, the funks have passed, but this one has been around awhile.
My husband is busy making appetizers to take over to someone’s house. We’ve been invited there for dinner and that’s our contribution.
I don’t know if I’ll drink adult beverages tonight. All I’ve eaten today is a banana, and I don’t want to get sick or tipsy.
Hi Taters, won’t they give you a prescription that you can take to WalMart or a chain pharmacy? My pharmacy doesn’t run some drugs through my insurance so that I just pay the $4 if it’s on their cheap Rx list. Hang in there, in any case.
swampy, I just don’t remember Lawrence Welk being so completely amateur looking. We used to watch it all the time (thanks, Mom).
After I came home from Dairy Queen, I went to the playground and shot some hoops. That helped a lot. I need to do that more often by myself. When I shoot hoops with my brother and nephew, they chase after the ball part of the time, so it’s much less exercise. I was all drippy after 20 minutes.
I’m about to go out to walk just a bit more. The basketball took me over 10K step equivalents, but I want the pedometer to hit 10K regardless.
Taters, Rosie: here comes my big lesson on antidepressants.
I have been on them a couple of times. My usual depression is low level and manifests as extreme grumpiness, and is a reaction to extreme stress. Something like St. John’s Wort helped take the edge off, but wasn’t strong enough. The doctor put me on Celexa. It soon took the venom out of me, but it did that too well. I became like the good CAPT Kirk in the ST:OS episode where he is split into good and evil. I was indecisive because I needed the dark side to help me figure stuff out. A switch to Welbutrin didn’t do much at all for me That chapter ended with some heavy duty marital counseling, which a rant for another time.
The big kahuna was when I got laid off in '03. That was full blown clinical depression. I wound up on something in the same class as Prozac, but not Prozac itself. That shit did wonders for me; wish I could remember what the hell it was.
Rosie, you remember VWife has health issues similar to your’s, and she is on Lexapro for life. That stuff is commonly prescribed for chronically ill people; it may be something to look into.
Lesson 1: Depression is a chemical imbalance in your head. It may have a trigger like mine, or it could just happen. Either way, taking a pill to get your head chemicals straightened out is a plus, not an admission of weakness.
Lesson 2: If you do take something, it will take time, as in multiple weeks, to become effective. Don’t expect to have sunshine shooting out your ass tomorrow morning if you take a pill tonight before bed.
Lesson 3: The prescription may not work, or may have effects that you don’t like. Don’t be afraid to ask for something different.
