I got almost everything done this afternoon. I say almost because I’m waiting on doing the dishes until later tonight. The warm weather and the fact that I feel much better are reasons why I got most of my stuff done today. I know cleaning house and taking care of kids all while failing cakes and managing to get out of bed in the morning is nothing to write home about, but it is for me. It is for anyone who suffers from any form of depression. Clinical, seasonal, manic. When you accomplish things, it’s a big step for you, and it always is a reason to smile about it. Besides, it gives the illusion that you have a normal life, and that you are a normal person. I’ve given up on ever being normal. But that’s ok. I like being me better than I do being normal.

I have to go back to school tomorrow, and I think I have Matt convinced that he needs to baby sit for me for free. Almost. I’m still gulping down yogurt because I have two more days of antibiotic use, and I really don’t want a yeast infection. I don’t want to go through that again. So I eat two packets of Go-gurt per day. It seems to be working. I’m on a higher dose of antibiotics to clear out the strep, but I haven’t gotten a yeast infection. I am still throwing up frequently. I ran out of the anti-vomiting and nausea pills, yet my doctor won’t refill the prescription. Makes perfect sense when you think about it.

Just two more days and Dennis will be home! We’re supposed to meet at the dinner party Friday night. Matt says he’s going to give me a make over for the party. He and I spent a good part of the day boxing up some of my nephew’s things and donating them to soldiers and their families. One of the things we donated was his old iPhone. Matt and I were a little teary-eyed when we donated the box of electronics and games, but I know it went to a good cause and that’s what my nephew would have wanted. One of his last wishes was that we donate all his things to his friends who were in need. If we ran out of friends, we were to donate them to the military families in need. I did keep his pink and blue Incases that went to the iPhone. I picked those out with him, and I just wanted something to remember him with. Matt took the pink one, which was nearly brand new. I kept the blue one. Something for the plastic shoe-box-tote of memories. I’m not sure who would want his collection of neon nail polishes or Lolita blushes. I just can’t see soldiers putting on nail polish and blush before combat!

The weather is nice today. I wish I could go out and play, but I’m stuck inside for now. That all shall end soon! I will get to play again! I know I will.

Smile! Life is beautiful!