Categories: overheard, news-from-depressionland
Tags: depression, ladder, bucket, screws
Date: 16 June 2010 15:05:00
So I start a blog which is, at least partly, focused on depression. Trouble is, when I'm depressed I can't face posting on it and can't think of anything to say, and when I'm not (roughly one week in four, it seems at the moment) I'm too busy trying to make the most of the brief good time. Which usually means I tire myself out and bring the depression back quicker.
I'm coming out of a big low at the moment, which started a couple of weeks ago, so my perspective is probably distorted, but the cycle does seem to be swinging to higher highs (though not clinically manic) and what feel like lower lows, but probably aren't, they just look lower in contrast with the greater height of the highs. Hope that makes sense. However high the highs are, I'm not yet ready for the four years' worth of filing and ten years' worth of decorating that are awaiting me.
Meanwhile, my husband is up a ladder at the back of the house replacing the down pipe, and having stuff transported from below in a bucket on a rope held by his assistant. I went down there to make some tea a little while ago and I heard the assistant saying 'Would you prefer a longer screw?'. I had to laugh. Yes please.... (but not from his assistant).
PS I have just mistaken the noises my son is making at the computer, for our very vociferous cat. Perhaps my son is turning into a cat.
PPS I've just, via a stats search, looked at a blog post of mine from two years ago and found it refers to 'four years' worth of filing. That'll be six years now, then.