Where I let you into the playground of my manic mind

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I went to the doctor this week about my meds.  When you spiral as hard and as fast as I did, something has to change.  And so it did.  A tweak in the medications and we’ll see how I feel in a couple of weeks.  The problem with med updates is that for the first few days I am bitchy beyond belief because I feel as if I’m living in jello.  I can see all these things around me that need to be done and I just can’t seem to get off my butt to do them.  That and I’m convinced if I could just straighten up my house and put everything away my life would be in order as well.  Again, jello, butt-couch.  I know things will be even out and I’ll feel so much better next week, but right now I bitch at the girls because my house is cluttered.  Mostly with my shit.  I’m awesome like that.

I am on lithium, which used to conjure up images of insanity, and asylums, and Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.  Now it just means blood work every couple of weeks to check my lithium levels.  I’m going to have more track marks than a back hooker on crack.  And speaking of back alley hookers on crack, I pinned this greeting card on Pinterest months ago.

(click on image for source, I’m awesome like that)

Last week I got an email saying they were removing it because it was pornography and nudity.  Really?   I can have a “That’s it, I’m creating a WTF board” with this WTF picture on it

and it’s left alone, but a greeting card about a hooker on crack gets pulled.  Hello, it was on the internet.  So I downloaded the damn picture.   Yes, this is my manic mind at work, you almost need a road map to keep up with me, don’t ya.  I live with this shit in my head.

And speaking of getting things in order, I am totally geeking out over Outlook 2010.  I subscribed to my own damn blog (because writing this crap isn’t enough, I’m narcissistic as well) and now I can add each feed to my calendar so I will have an archive of every blog post this year.  Also, I can attached the emails that I get whenever someone comments on my blog to the same calendar event and someday in the future I can go back and see who said what on which blog post.  And yes, when I’m trying to get my brain in order, and my thoughts on the same track all going the same way, any kind of micro-managing organization I can do is comfort.  I am almost embarrassed I wrote this paragraph.

This is my life in a nutshell today.  I know next week I’ll be doing better.  In the meantime I am reading blogs, even if I’m not commenting.  I will get back to my usual snarky self (as if today wasn’t snarky enough) next week.  Thanks for hanging in here with me.  Also? Margaritas help this all make more sense.  I promise.