I Will Take As Many Words As I Want To Write This Story

I got a lot done today. Did some shopping, cleaned the storage area on my patio.

I’m tempted to relax and do nothing the rest of the day. But another part of me says, “Better get some more stuff done while this good feeling lasts. Because you know you’ll come back down again, and then it will be an effort just to get out of bed.”

So here I am, feeling better than I’ve felt in weeks, spending time doing errands and chores on a beautiful day.

But I have to get stuff done while I can. Before the depression hits again.

It’s supposed to be a beautiful day tomorrow, too. Whether I’ve gotten enough done or not, I’m going to the beach!