Hellish Week

• Hurricane at my son's new home of just three weeks
• Absessed Tooth
• Ball Game Thursday night, instead of Friday - when I need to be working
• Car Wreck
• Migraine due to hurricaney weather
• Out of prozac
• Oh yeah, and my internet was down for 3+ days and is still sorta wonky

I'm feeling a nervous breakdown. Just a itty bitty one. Or a big one.

I just want to go to bed for two or three days. I need to pull it together, though - get my shit together. Breathe and figure things out.

Jumping Jupiter, the damn police report costs five damn dollars - which I, of course, don't have. And I don't have grocery money for next week.

I'm sinking and I'm falling and I'm just barely treading water. I hate when life is like this.

The really stinky part is that I just came OUT of a depression and was doing better. See, my husband's uncle, who we dearly love - passed away a few weeks ago. It was totally unexpected. Completely.

And then a day later, my oldest left for college - 5 hours away. Right - in that silly hurricane zone. So I kind of crashed for a couple weeks. Had that black cloud thing.

There was a really great article on CNN about depression and I loved the way she described it. I think she said something like, 'putting on the grey sweater'. Something like that - and yep - because it just kind of wraps you up in it. And you're stuck, for the time being anyway.

So I think I'm wearing the grey sweater again.

And you know what's funny? Or strange ...or what the hell ever....  migraines weaken my resolve against depression. I can very easily get depressed while fighting them. That's stinky, huh?

Ok, I'm a rambling whiney butt. I think I'll just shut up now.