I haven't posted for so long. Mostly, I've been busy procrastinating (haha) at cute overload cooing and awing my day away.
I'm down for the count with a cold and stupidly took a cough suppressant, giving a serotonin syndrome like experience. Oops. Actually it reminds me of antidepressants withdrawal which is sooo odd. My vision is choppy, I can't move or I get dizzy, and most of all the shoom-shooms (I call them this because it's a strange feeling in the head that reminds me of a car whizzing by at close range) add to my cold symptoms.
I also had the worst dream. A different twist but still the same outcome. I just read an article that over-dreaming and depression are significantly linked. Tell me about it. They just make me hate myself more, so then I have to spend the waking part of the day trying to convince myself that life isn't hopeless. Dreary, indeed.
Even more pleasant... My pooches got into the garbage to the point there was nothing left in the trash bag. Haha mommy, sooo funny. Argg! Boy, I just love cleaning messes up more than once, don't you?