I think I might be getting depressed again, maybe the Cymbalta has plateaued, but I'm going to the doctor today. Perhaps he will suggest a nice glass of red wine in the middle of the afternoon for a pick me up.
I don't feel much like blogging, I feel like vegging out in front of the TV. In front of the TV in my beautiful pretend bathroom that has a Jacuzzi tub and TV with remote and lots of channels.
So I'll probably be AWOL for awhile. I keep thinking I'll refresh and I do, a little, and go like gangbusters, then I get bored and tired again. I never thought I'd be bored with blogging, but I sort of am.
Sorry, guys. You loyal few :).