Tuesday

Good morning peeps,

Well my mood has been as black as midnight in hell and it still is, but never mind. I am still waiting for a delivery of 5HTP, which does work while not making me sick like chemicals from the doctor would.

Yesterday I went to the gym and did a good workout, my number of reps on the lateral pulldown surprised my instructor friend, but to me it is easy. My gym routine is still easy, I hardly break a sweat. On treadmill instead of doing fartlek training I was doing incline, like level 31 :) I like that.

Anyway, I was struggling with my assignment, so I got an extension and went out to do some distribution work. I was working on the bay and a lot of people were out enjoying the half term sunshine, and the tide was wavy and fluffy.

Then I came home to a hot shower before going out on the evening delivery shift.

I had a horrible shift but busy and thus I got paid more.
And they want me to work every evening until Thursday :( I hate working for them and I hate being out working in the evening but at least I will get paid, and the pay helps.

I slept well anyway. Woke this morning early enough to de-ice the car and trot it to the petrol station before going to do three rounds!
As well as extra shifts at stupidville, I have two extra rounds this week. I think half term should be banned because it means I am working until late every evening and then getting up super early to do lots of rounds.
Well I am grateful for the money but argh! Especially when depression is making even getting up and living difficult.

Anyway, a lovely clear and sunny day, I have just watched Hollyoaks and I am going out to do some distribution work soon.

My mate must be telepathic, he sent me a very simple email yesterday that just said 'Are you coping?'
To which the answer was 'well, yes, I am coping, no I'm not'.
He wants to take me out to lunch, which is kind but I am busy and he lives 8 miles away.
Although I could do with heading that way to the Samaritans at some point as well.

I guess I had better do an act of charity for this pritstick in the diocese of winchester who logs onto my blogs every day demanding the Jane Fisher post while I fall about laughing. Ere you go:

http://www.opnlttr.com/letter/jane-fisher-safeguarding-director-winchester-diocese