I haven't done much this morning yet. Walked the dog, done the dishes, picked up the apartment a bit, ordered new and better dog and cat food on line, because the animals are terribly unhappy with what I've got for them now and I will donate what is left to the animal shelter. It so sad to see them circle their dishes and take a half hearted bite and then walk away again. The cats are getting Gourmet and the Überhund is getting Frolic and I am pretty sure that these will be the right choices, especially since he has had Frolic before and liked it. Personally, I go by the smell of the food and if it smells good to me and I am tempted to take a bite myself, I figure the animals must like it too.
I've had a very good sleep on the sofa last night, after the Überhund and I ate what was left in the small peanut butter jar with a teaspoon. It was mighty tasty and we had a real feast. I love the way he tries to eat of the spoon like a human does. Since I don't eat bread anymore, I thought we'd finish the peanut butter this way. It was an ingenious thought.
My SPN just called and we had a long talk and in talking with me she became worried about depersonalization and me losing contact with reality and possibly becoming psychotic, so we have raised my dose of Risperdal. I do feel a disconnectednes from the world and I still feel as if time is slipping me by and I am passively watching it happen. I suppose writing these posts is a way of staying connected to all of you.
It is very important that I keep a schedule in my day and there is no better way than taking the Überhund for walks regularly. I am glad to have him to force me to have the responsibility on a daily basis. It's good to be responsible for something other than myself, because I could easily let myself go. Sit around all day in my bathrobe without my hair combed and my make up done.
Writing wears me out. I am going to do some laundry. Dry the dishes and put them away. Have a cup of coffee. Breathe deeply.