How anyone gets bored at home is beyond me. This morning I am running laundry, picking up, and journaling with chalk pastels. Just basic abstract images, but it’s therapeutic. I had to get up at 430 for ECT this morning, and they put me under anesthesia, but for some reason, when I got home, I couldn’t sleep. Every other day I have come home from ECT I’ve gone straight to bed and slept half the day. Today I knew as soon as my head hit the pillow that sleep was not going to happen. So I got back up
Now I feel restless and out of sorts. Today I plan to do some organizing, take photos, read, write, and scrapbook. I got the most adorable little sketchbook at Michael’s.
I feel like my mood is trending up today. We’ll see.
Life at Home 