I must agree about lack of fun hypomania. I haven’t been pleasantly hypomanic for two and a half years, although when I was it wasn’t entirely pleasant due to the police paranoia.

I’ve sure been depressed and/or mixed though.

Today I am not in a good mood, but I am hoping it is hormonal. I tend to get really depressed a few days before my period. But the problem is, my birth control got all messed up because of my lively pharmacy and now I’m all off track and I don’t know when it’s coming. So I can’t be sure that’s the issue. It’s really cutting in to my Christmas preparations.

I tried to make my toffee candy but it didn’t turn out. Tastes good but the chocolate chips didn’t melt like they were supposed to so it looks horrible. I wouldn’t mind except that was supposed to be part of my gift to my coworkers. Oh well. I’ll just apologize profusely for how it looks.

Tomorrow I asked my mom to keep my son for a couple of extra hours so I can hopefully wrap his presents. I can’t trust him not to barge in! He still kinda believes in Santa but I can tell he’s starting to poke holes in the theory. He said something about it this morning but I was in a bad mood (messy morning involving oversleeping, dropping lunches, and losing my keys) so I don’t remember what he said exactly. This may make me sound like a horrible parent but I will be glad if this is the last year Santa has to make an appearance. I would much rather put the presents under the tree Christmas Eve than wait until he’s asleep. He doesn’t go to sleep until so late!!!

He’s definitely approaching prepubescence at an alarming speed. Sleeping until 10am, difficult to rouse on school days, grew out of his pants in THREE MONTHS. And the moodiness, oh the moodiness! We had a veritable screaming match on Saturday just because I asked him to clean off the kitchen table! He flipped out because “it’s not his stuff”. I stayed as calm as I could and didn’t scream back, but I banished him to his room and told him not to come out until he could speak to me properly and apologize sincerely. Cue more screaming! I just walked away and ignored him. He got over it pretty fast but damn. If this is how he is at ten, true teenager hood is going to be a nightmare.

I hope I get some Christmas spirit tomorrow soon. Or at least be able to fake it on Christmas Day in the morning when my in laws are here!