The weather's been getting nicer, but I've still been depressed. The nights are cool and it's been extremely dry. You'd think the warmer weather would improve my mood--but then again no one expects good weather to cure heart disease or throw cancer into remission. I don't know why depression should be any different. If anything, the weather simply taunts me: It's nice out and you still feel crummy! Hehhehheh!
I did manage to get to the Spinning Loft last week--a much-needed venture out of the house. And I've gotten a little yarn finished.
Combined Weight: 29 Pounds
The Passage of Time: Four Decades
In other news, I will turn 40 on Wednesday. It seems weird, since most of the time I feel stuck somewhere in childhood. So I'm telling everyone I'm turning 10 (granted, 10 for the fourth time, but that's fine with me). My 10th birthday was a good one because I was a decade old, which I thought was very exciting--double-digits and all (little did I know how quickly one gets tired of that) and I got a blue 10-speed bicycle.
Today Mr. O'Kitten took me out to eat to celebrate and we went to see Indiana Jones. Quite a lovely date we had.
So happy 10th birthday again for me. Huzzah!