Tango.

I'm enjoying some small things:

1. My new iPhone - I really love it
2. `Imagine Dragons` and `The Lumineers`
3. Netflix

4. My SeanCody membership
5. All the free time I have now since I stopped playing on Facebook.

That I'm enjoying anything at all is a good sign...I'm really hoping my doctors have hit the right pill combo to keep me steady and sane.  I've been to work every day five weeks in a row (yay!).  And I've thought about doing other stuff...that part is taking me baby steps, but at least I'm thinking about it...right?

Hypocrisy is my middle name...no, wait...

1. My sweet adorable kitty is so cute, she follows me around like a puppy and does whatever I do.  But lately, she just lays around and sleeps all day.  Hmmm...

2. My shrink put me back on the scary medicine... okaaaaaay...

3. Did you notice it didn't get dark until 6 p.m. today?  The days are getting longer...

4. Today was my first of undoubtedly many missteps of 2013 - I called in to work.  I'm such a disappointment, I'm so predictable, yes yes yes I already know.  I just don't know WHY.

5. Hopefully the medicine will help.  If it doesn't drive me battier than I already am...

I feel so...stupid.

More more more

I go back to the doctor on Monday.My new medicine that was supposed to help me get better actually had this unexpected side effect.
Auditory hallucinations...
Sheesh...I'm supposed to get LESS crazy, not get pushed over the edge.

Outside

I've moved and I no longer have a purple door...
But now I live on a hill and there's woods behind me and the view is so wonderful.
My daughter, my kitty and I are living here in varying degrees of contentment.
I'm very happy here, but it's been almost two months and it's still not. quite. home.
All daughter needs is her phone, her laptop, her iPod, and her sketchpads, and she's her usual surly mean self. 
Well, surly and mean to ME, anyway... all of her nice and sweet-ness is used on her friends. 
I thought my kitty was settling in fine, until this week when she went pee-pee TWICE on my bedroom floor.  I had to reread all my cat books, and now I'm worried that she's depressed about the move.
She HAS been meowing a lot, lately.  And asking for a lot of extra treats.
What?  You think that I've spoiled her?
Absolutely... she deserves it!  She's way nicer than the other adolescent who lives here.
I'm tired now...
It took a lot out of me to write this little bit.
I think the anti-depressants I take are the reason I can't write anymore.