Having a hard time standing myself right now.

This nice lady I've written about before who runs a ballet school across the street from my office sent me a great story idea. She sent it awhile ago, though, and I'm really bad about writing things down on a calendar. I'm lucky just to get through each day on the fly -- unscheduled stuff is the nature of my job.

Anyway, I managed to miss everything I could have stood to go to, except for today. It was my last chance for pictures and talking to the dancers and whatnot -- their spring recital.

I am in trouble because I assumed it was at the office across the street, so when I went over there at 1:15 for the 1:30 recital, there were no cars, and the door was locked. Meaning it's somewhere else, I missed it yet again, and I'm now screwed on this story.

I am mucking up this job something fierce as it is, and I'm having a crappy, crappy day as it is, and I wonder if I am ever going to do anything right, ever again.

Mercifully, I see pdoc tomorrow, but I had been feeling better -- I just don't know yet if this is going to be a temporary episode or if I am going to spiral down again.

I used to pride myself on being a competent person who could push through my mental health issues and still do a decent job.....I wish I knew what happened.

Candy