Ugh. My husband was a menace yet AGAIN!!!! Made me take a shower because, "...it's been a week! You're going to start smelling!". Made me go out for lunch with him. Made me walk to the store with him. I guess I got four diet cokes out of the whole ordeal.

I don't even know how I'm feeling anymore. 😕 I'm depressed, yet motivated and driven. I'm neglecting my personal hygiene (not today. Teeth are brushed. Shower is taken. Glasses are cleaned). I'm forgetting, constantly, what month it is and what day of the week it is. I'm driven. I'm not suicidal. I'm cynical. I'm working on my projects again (newest project is audiobook format!). I'm focused on the ezine and promoting my book.

I don't know what the fukk is WRONG with me!