depression doesn't equal fat
Saturday, January 07, 2012
Life is catching up to me.
Usually, I binge eat and still get a ton accomplished (including gaining a few pounds). I've decided not to find comfort in food but what has happened is now I just want to go back to sleep. I don't want to get out of bed. In fact, I'm still in my sleepwear at 12:30 in the afternoon, lounging in the bed while typing this.
I couldn't get my tail in gear and made excuses for not being ready so Thatman went on errands without me. I know when he comes back he thinks I'll be washed, dressed and even half way cute. Living with someone is NOT conducive to feeling BLAH.
If i still lived alone I could do nothing all weekend and then Monday feel bad about it and go into a manic cleaning rage. *SIGH*
And NO I don't want to get up and exercise.
Have I mentioned that depression sucks.
Well, here's to another cup of liquid energy (COFFEE) and going to do my hair. Pay no attention to the sluggish grouchy woman waddling through the house.