You’d think I’m depressed the way I am at home lately. The last two days I’ve slept from 11:30 pm to 2:00 pm. Maybe 3 days. My sink is full of dirty dishes that I don’t feel like doing. I had to throw out a big container of yogurt because when I opened the lid I saw that the plastic cover that goes under the lid was completely off and just sitting there bunched up! I threw it out and just ate the peach I was going to put in the yogurt. In fact, my whole apartment is a mess. Thing is now that I’m out at Starbucks with my friend I don’t feel depressed. I don’t get it. It’s gorgeous out and cool enough to wear jeans- when I put them on they fit better. Not tight at all!

Edit: I left a message for my case manager. It occurred to me that I may be in a mixed episode. She probably won’t call back today as it’s 5:00 now.