Life (and Lexapro): Days 8 and 9.

Yesterday:

Yesterday was productive. I paid for my puppy (even though I had cold feet) and was nearly instantly overwhelmed with excitement. I'm carrying a picture of her in my purse, and there's one on the fridge. The breeder was going out of town this weekend but said he would check airline schedules for May 3 through May 8 when he gets back home (Monday). That has me motivated to really clean the house and puppy proof; originally I was motivated by the annual Home Inspection the board does in our house. It's May 11, and it's another thing I stopped caring about.

But yesterday was productive. I thoroughly cleaned the kitchen, sweeping and mopping and cleaning the glass doors like I'd been neglecting. I moved the plants from the counters to the floor and cleaned the counters so I could fold laundry. I did several loads of laundry and put them away. Then I had a little personal time with a Dr. Pepper and the fishtank, and helped my husband write a paper.

Today:

Today is not starting so well. It's nearly nine and I just brushed my teeth and washed my face. I didn't shower (second day) because I didn't want to get out of bed. I wasn't sleepy... I just wanted to lay in bed. Sound familiar?

The weather isn't helping. It's just gloomy outside. The baby was still dozing when I went in for her at a quarter after eight. She's dressed and fed, and in another half hour we'll see if the checks are ready to go to the bank.

So I washed my face and brushed my teeth, mostly so my followers won't be disappointed in me (all two of you). I know it's a silly little thing, but at this point I'll take it.

My plan for today is to keep the kitchen clean and continue the laundry. I may try to tackle my office, but more than likely not. Today is going to be hard, so I'm going to keep is simple.

Wish me luck.