mood swing Most of my day was spent in a mental haze. Once again I just wasn't myself. My cold began to lose its grip on me, but I still didn't have the desire to do anything. Then the extreme cold weather outside made the thought of leaving the house unpleasant and the idea of sleeping more appealing. I'm not sure why I got depressed. The weather would be too easy of an answer. Maybe it was being trapped in the house for so long. Sometimes when I get left alone with my thoughts it starts to affect my mood. Worries, concerns and fears all take their toll on me. All that I know is that once I start to fall it takes a while to climb back up. Then when I return to work I have the usual routine that I can predict and manipulate to meet my whim and it gets better. I go from a completely unstructured day to a night filled with procedures and requirements. The transition period seems to go by quickly. One positive thing did happen this morning. My bank finally straightened out the encoding error and all of my money has been returned to me just in time for my vacation. I don't really mind the cold when I am outside, but I think that it should at least be warm inside my house. It seems like I have been living in layers for weeks now. In past winters I remember wandering around the house in shorts. About the only productive thing that I did today was my laundry. It was a slightly different crowd with the notable presence of a homeless man eating his lunch on top of one of the washing machines. His earthly possessions were spread around him as he ate. The staff had politely asked him to leave, but they weren't overly aggressive about it. He may have even done some laundry. I think I saw him remove a layer or two and put a different layer on instead while I was there. With windchills of twenty below for most of the day, I can't blame him for coming inside to keep warm.  
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