I woke up in such a bad mood yesterday. It was infectious. No “happy dust,” as my buddy James would say.
Was a little snippy on the way down to seal the grout at this last job.
Being bipolar, I have a kind of mental checklist, when my mood is off.
Is this an episode? No
Am I angry or resentful at someone? Not yet.
Have I been taking care of my health….? 😳🙄 No
Bingo. Before even recovering from a total mental and physical collapse,Im back at it. Worked till 10 on last night and all day today.
I have worked over 140 hours in the past 2 some weeks. Too much. I’ll write more about that later.
I ended up going through my toolbag of mental tools and finding a few things to have gratitude about. Then the neighbor brought me a bag of candy. Out of the blue. That made my day. 😋😀😀
This time, I didn’t give in to my desire to drop obligations and isolate. I had to recognize that I put myself in this situation, took on too much, and didn’t take care of myself; others shouldn’t have to clean up behind me. Tonight is the last push. 🙂