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Diagnosed with depression 19 years ago, I lost the life I once knew, but in the process re-created a better me. I am alive and functional today because of my dog, my treatment team, my sobriety, and my willingness to re-create myself within the confines of this illness. I hate the illness, but I'm grateful for the person I've become and the opportunities I've seized because of it. I hope writing a depression blog will reduce stigma and improve the understanding and treatment of people with mental illness. All original content copyright to me: etta. Enjoy your visit!

Sunday, November 25, 2018

Time flies

I can't believe it's been a week since I last wrote. Where did the time go? I guess being busy at work, a mid-week holiday, and working on two consecutive Saturdays has kept me from thinking about writing. Sorry about that. But here I am, blatantly avoiding vacuuming my house, as writing here is way more important. At least I'm doing my laundry while I write.

I spent Thanksgiving at my brother's house with his wife, two of their three adult children, significant others, and my grand-nephew and grand-niece. Oh, and two cats and a dog, in addition to Jet, who, of course, accompanied me. It was a different Thanksgiving location for Jet and I. For the past 3 or 4 years, we've gone to my friend Wendy's house. But this year I kind of invited myself over to my brother's house.

My brother picked me up from the airport when I returned from Nepal earlier this month. In the emotionally-charged aftermath of my return, I felt like I needed to spend more time with my family. And this brother was extremely supportive while I was away. He followed my daily progress, and nary a Facebook post passed without one (or more) of his hilarious observations or comments. His online presence was not only funny but comforting. So I invited myself over for Thanksgiving.

We had a good day. My brother and his wife don't even own a television, however, so it was one of the only times I didn't watch at least a little football on Thanksgiving. But it was nice to spend time with his family, talk, laugh, eat and eat some more, and relax. My grand-nephew and niece are 3 and 1, respectively, so it was also loud and chaotic at times, but fun, nonetheless.

I mentioned being busy. I've worked 10 of the last 12 days, which is more than I'm used to working, but I survived. I'll move back into a more normal schedule beginning tomorrow. I'm looking forward to that. I can handle an uptick in days working for awhile, but I've learned I can't sustain it. My mood usually takes a hit if I work too much. Right now it's just my housework that's taken the hit!

I'm back to running a little bit. I completed my own Turkey Trot 5K on Thanksgiving morning. I wanted to run with my brother in his community race, but I decided that would have resulted in a very long day for Jet and I, too long, so I took Jet on our own 5K instead. Our unofficial, official time was 31:09. That's a far cry from my PR of 19:11, but it's a start.

Well, I've put off vacuuming long enough, and vacuuming is just the beginning of my long-overdue-housework list. I hope you all had a nice Thanksgiving, or Black Friday, or whatever it is you celebrated this weekend. I'm grateful for your time and attention. Thank you for your readership and for your support of me and my little blog. Carry on, my friends.

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