The past weekend was a good one, if I do say so myself. Saturday saw me cleaning the gutters, pulling weeds, running the trimmer, spraying some weed killer (noticing a pattern yet?) and finally doing a quick run to the grocery store. Sunday saw me going to see a matinee performance of Avenue Q at the local contemporary theatre with friends. Over the two days I also read a book (Doctored Evidence by Donna Leon) and watched episodes 1-5 of Downton Abbey, Season 1.
I suppose it is a good thing that the weekend went so well because today, well, today has not been a good day. Oh, work is fine. The Project From Hell continues apace but so far the change in project manager hasn't had much affect on me. I still have a ton of work to do, which I'm getting through as well as I can. No, work today is fine. But I'm not. That situational depression is back with a vengeance, making it hard to concentrate and harder to care. I've actually managed to get several things accomplished today - on two projects no less - but I feel like an unmotivated loser all the same.
Seems today is one of my crazier crazy days. I am much better now than I was when I first got up this morning at 6:30 but I will be the first to admit that I'm not great. *sigh*
I plan on going to gym for a bit despite the fact that my legs (and butt) are sore from Saturday. Once home I hope to do some work on the painting and maybe read for a while - probably a cozy mystery as I'm not in the mood for anything more involved right now. I'll take my meds, go to bed, and hope that I'm a little less crazy tomorrow.