Downs and Ups.

It's been, well, it's been a week.
A bloody awful week to be honest...
I started new pills after a particularly vicious bout of depression. Least said about that, the better.
On the up side, Mum and Ddad are helping me out with the bedroom...junk went in numerous carrier bags to be sorted outlater, walls have been painted...two coats of white emulsion and a lovely shade of 'natural wicker' over the top...think a kind of goldeny cream and you'll get the picture. Floor is going in next weekend when it's been ordered and collected by the free fitter called Dad...and as for de-texturising the ceiling...well stuff it, three coats of white paint covers a multitude of purple sins and strange knobly lumps sufficiently.
Just need a new bed and curtains now, and it will be a room worth sleeping in.

I'm looking forward to bridesmaid dress shopping at the end of October with my best mate and the rest of her bridesmaids, and I'm now saving hard to go to Wyoming for the wedding. Things are looking a little brighter finally, tho the new pills are making me feel a bit weird, kinda spacey at the moment, but I'm sure I'll get used to them.

Hopefully by the time next year comes round I will be a healthy, happy, well balanced individual, instead of the moody, crazy, self absorbed depressive that I am at the moment.