Well. Who can disagree with that? Wait. What?
Oh I get it.The statement translates to: It is important not to confuse deep depression with less serious forms of depression or perhaps it means:
Don't be dramatic about your temporary bad moods
I liked that advice. I could also take that to mean "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff."
It made me pause.
Have I been letting the small stuff take over my thoughts lately?
Ever since Spring got here, my sleeping has been worse. But that is not driving me crazy. It is just making me annoyed.
I have still been able to maintain my workout schedule. Although, I have seem more inclined to cheat on it than I did in March.
I resolved this by adding Reeses cups to my lunch box every day. A friend suggested that I do not deny myself a treat. Doing so, just makes me want to over indulge. She is correct.
There have been several times since February where I purchased an 8 pack of Reeses cups and I had 8 wrappers lying about my legs and feet before I got home.
I am serious...
I have a problem with Reese Cups. I have since I was a kid. I can't stay away from them. I try not to buy bags of them. I don't give them away for Halloween. I don't buy the Reeses Eggs during Easter. They are my weakness.
At least I haven't stopped with my exercise program. I pushed through with it during Winter and now Spring. I just need to keep it up. My goal is to be a size medium by my 40th birthday. I have the outfit selected. I just want to look cute in it. I should admit that thinking about my upcoming birthday has been stressful.
In a few weeks, my niece graduates from High School three states away. Somehow I have to manage getting down there and back then leave for a conference two weeks later in Chicago. My birthday is 30 days after that conference. Oh. And I can't forget my sororities signature event is next week.
As president, I have both excitement and worry regarding its potential for success. I hope that I am sane enough to entertain my table of ten guests.
So to recap. In two weeks, I have the sorority event. Five hundred guests. Thirty models. Three scholarships. One afternoon. My aunt and I bought a ticket for my grandmother to attend. Since it is the day before Mothers Day we are calling it her present.
In 5 weeks, my niece graduates from High School in Georgia.
Six hundred and fifty miles. Twenty relatives from out of town or more. Two nights stay in a hotel. One more niece to go (in 15 years)
In 7 weeks, I might be headed to the conference. Somehow, I need to find registration fees, hotel fees, meal costs and travel
Not to forget that in 3 months, I turn 40.
I think I might crack after all. Hell. I think it explains my recent bout of acne that began this Winter (still not resolved)
When I went to the dermatologist he said, "It [the acne] makes you look younger."
Still not sure how I should feel about that comment. The doctor needs to do whatever magic he can to clear up my skin by my 40th birthday.
So I go back to this email that I found in my Spam folder and read it for inspiration.
It is important not to mix up deep depression with short
periods of bad mood or sadness!
Even if your sex life is already rich and fulfilling... Imagine you had a little more energy... if your erections stayed harder... or you could go just a little longer...OH GAWD.
Or maybe you worry, when you climb under the covers, that you’re starting something you can’t finish?
Well, now advancements in natural medicine are making it easier than ever to promote a strong libido, firm, natural erections and enhanced desire.
I had forgotten that I don't have a boyfriend and therefore no sex life.
What need did I have for that stupid email? Now if feel depressed....
I know that I will get through the next few months. I just don't know how.
No point in brooding when there is chocolate and wine to be had.
Let's look at today's flowers