Gradually over the last week, I have big dreams again and I want to do stuff. My husband keeps telling me to not take on too much. The biggest thing I am taking on is making plans and taking continuing ed credits for my real estate license so I can go back to work.

I have also started dreaming again of a retirement home in Key West (not to happen for 20 years).

I have been eating healthy for the last two weeks and plan to get back into regular workouts soon. I have been going to my parents' pool nearly every day and making sure I am moving for the entire time we are there.

In the fall I plan to get to the gym 6 days a week and get my kids to their activities. I want to get back into yoga and fencing. The Olympics make me miss Fencing. In college, I was ranked 4th in New England one year, and the captain of the epee team for about a year. I fenced for all 4 years of college, except when my BP started showing itself in a big way my junior year. I was pretty sketchy about going to practice then, but senior year was that great year when I was captain and made 4th in New England.

I have hired an organizer to come in and she will be here next week (or when her ankle that she sprained yesterday heals)

After the organizer is done, we plan to maintain her work and we will hire a cleaning company to come in and deep clean and then come on a regular to semi-regular basis to help keep the place clean.

I am feeling positive about life in general and feeling like I could (with reasonable planning) do anything.

I think I am being careful, but sometimes hypo is tricky and I don't catch it until I am agitated and on the edge of psychotic features like paranoia. I feel like this is different, though because I have ECT to back me up.

Anyway I like feeling so well and maybe I will even get back into writing my book that keeps going to the wayside when I get depressed.