Today was one of those days. Nothing was wrong. Nothing bad happened. Lily was a good girl all day and we had lots of sweet little moments. I didn't get any bad news, my medication is just fine, I wasn't having particularly bad thoughts, no one is sick or injured. But despite all that, I just didn't feel up to doing anything. Ryan got home and I handed over the baby and then slept for three hours. I was exhausted just from getting through the day.
Fortunately today was a day I could afford to lose- I didn't have any appointments or a long list of must-do's. And I'm feeling a little better now. I made a conscious decision to rally after my nap (this is not always possible) I just ordered a pizza from D'Angelos, (which is the absolute best pizza in the world) and after dinner I plan to have some coffee and work on the house. So it will be just fine. But still. This is what it's sometimes like living with chronic depression.