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Today was my first cookie baking day of the season. I made oatmeal raisin walnut and oatmeal peanut butter. Actually, I'm still in the midst of baking the peanut butter cookies. They're all coming out beautifully. Yay. :)
Jeff and Sammy had been working on moving things in the living room around so we could put the tree up easily. They did a great job, but we still have to move the futon frame out of there (we lost a lot of its bits when we moved here and have finally faced the fact that we're not going to be able to get it back together.), so tree trimming will be tomorrow. Ish.
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Some of you may have noticed a steep decline in my responses to your journal entries. I'm reading, but the seasonal depression is really getting to me this year. I'm fighting it as hard as I can, and I think I'm starting to come out of it (the light Jeff got for me arrived this week and I can feel that helping. Maybe it's psychosomatic at this point, but hey, the depression's "all in my head", so the cure should be there too.;) If you've a good thought or two to spare, I'd be happy to receive them. And I'm working on getting beyond thinking comments and actually typing them.
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I love making stuff. It's an integral part of my being. So, I guess part of my prescription for fighting this dammed depression is making sure I'm making stuff. That might be baking or sewing or papercrafts...or a thousand other things. But I need to remember that beyond being something nifty and fun, it's important. I think a lot of us let the fun stuff fall to the wayside, because having fun doesn't seem as important as anything else. But it is. Hell, I think that it's the point. Okay, having fun isn't the entire point of our existence, but I think it's a big part.
I know, total revelation, right? ;)
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Cookies are finished baking and now, I go spend time with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darthgeek, as the Sammyface is in bed. And 'cause I told him I'd hang out with him when the last batch came out of the oven. (And 'cause I think he's hot)
Jeff and Sammy had been working on moving things in the living room around so we could put the tree up easily. They did a great job, but we still have to move the futon frame out of there (we lost a lot of its bits when we moved here and have finally faced the fact that we're not going to be able to get it back together.), so tree trimming will be tomorrow. Ish.
~~~
Some of you may have noticed a steep decline in my responses to your journal entries. I'm reading, but the seasonal depression is really getting to me this year. I'm fighting it as hard as I can, and I think I'm starting to come out of it (the light Jeff got for me arrived this week and I can feel that helping. Maybe it's psychosomatic at this point, but hey, the depression's "all in my head", so the cure should be there too.;) If you've a good thought or two to spare, I'd be happy to receive them. And I'm working on getting beyond thinking comments and actually typing them.
~~~
I love making stuff. It's an integral part of my being. So, I guess part of my prescription for fighting this dammed depression is making sure I'm making stuff. That might be baking or sewing or papercrafts...or a thousand other things. But I need to remember that beyond being something nifty and fun, it's important. I think a lot of us let the fun stuff fall to the wayside, because having fun doesn't seem as important as anything else. But it is. Hell, I think that it's the point. Okay, having fun isn't the entire point of our existence, but I think it's a big part.
I know, total revelation, right? ;)
~~~
Cookies are finished baking and now, I go spend time with
darthgeek, as the Sammyface is in bed. And 'cause I told him I'd hang out with him when the last batch came out of the oven. (And 'cause I think he's hot)
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A trick that helps get me through - don't laugh, okay? I force myself to brush my hair. Or to put on lip gloss. Or put on earrings. Something that I just don't think I can do that day - I make myself. It has to be for me for feeling pretty. It kind of helps to get the day started, and once I'm started, I can force myself through the rest of the day.
Anyway, I'll be thinking of you and sending hugs.