Over the rainbow...

I took a nap this afternoon and when I got up from it, I was in such bad shape, that I was ready to kill myself. I made some coffee hoping that that would set me straight, but it almost made no difference even after I had two cups. Tyke had to be walked and that saved my skin because the gentle, spring like evening air turned my whole mood around and by the time we came home again, I no longer wanted to be dead. The cup of coffee I had after that hit the spot and I now function quite like the reasonable person that I usually am. Or at least pretend to be.

 

I was at least in a good enough mood to pet Tyke and Gandhi at the same time and keep them both happy until my arms wore out. They are now both sound asleep until they think of the next maneuver to get my attention. They don't also have to share it with Angie who went home with my friend M. yesterday afternoon and did not protest about it this time. She had perked up quite a bit from having spent some time here and I got the feeling that she was no longer at death's door. Maybe all she had needed was a little break from her surroundings. I hope she lets M. know when she needs another one.

 

I did not, like I usually do, get up in the middle of the night to sit behind the computer and write a blog post. I went to bed late and, except for getting up twice to go to the toilet, I slept all night long. Even when I woke up in the morning at 6 o'clock, I realized that was too early and managed to sleep for another two hours almost. I did enjoy this very much and am going to try to repeat it this coming night. All I have to remember to do, is go back to bed immediately after I have gotten up. I am almost instantly sound asleep again the moment my head hits the pillow. I used to think that was not possible, so you see that I really do sleep better without that sleeping pill.

 

I sure as heck do not get hypomanic anymore and I am very sure of that now that I have adjusted to not taking the sleeping pill. I try to be as animated as possible, but sometimes I am a bit dull. It is not me who is bothered by that, so I guess I really should not break my head about it. I am finding that a dull, but peaceful existence does have its benefits and one of them is the security of knowing that I will basically always be more or less the same.