I forced myself to do laundry since I am in my last clean shirt right now. Two loads. I need probably 2 more but we'll have to get there gradually. This depression is not that bad but it is still kicking my butt when it comes to things like this. I also need to change my sheets and a bunch of dishes that stuck together in the dishwasher (my new dishes don't fit in there well).

I've been randomly googling my former assistants and have found that the worst of the worst are no longer practicing. I'm glad for this, not because I wish them ill but because they were truly bad therapists and nobody should be treated by someone incompetent. I can't remember the name of one of them but I wouldn't be surprised if she too has moved on.

It's weird to see how few people from my past are still practicing. I would have done it forever so it's hard for me to understand quitting for another other reason but being forced into it. One of them probably was forced by a medical issue; he is working in another job now that he's probably more suited for. My favorite assistant ever isn't practicing now and that's sad; he was excellent. I wish I knew what happened to him. I heard rumors but not about work and I didn't believe the rumors.

Anyway, I need to put those dishes in to soak so hopefully tomorrow I can get the gunk off more easily. Unfortunately I've been eating a lot of oatmeal and that turns into concrete when washed stuck to another bowl.