Made it to church, visiting my uncle, and getting my nails done. Am going to watch a baseball game on TV.

Don't know if I'll go out to dinner tonight. I still feel pretty weak and feel like I've had a big day already.

But I still feel good. No depression. Well, wait....

I made the mistake of glancing in the mirror at the nail salon. I just look terrible. I look so old and really sort of ravaged. Bipolar has not been kind to me. But maybe I can do something to look better. I'll have to think.