Today I was going to write about my battle with depression, seeing as it’s National Mental Illness Awareness Week, but I’m going to put that off until tomorrow. Tomorrow, October 10th, will be a special post commemorating World Mental Health Day. The main reason I don’t want to write about my depression is because today was just a bad day and I don’t want to make it worse by critically thinking about writing out a post about depression.
I couldn’t tell you why today was a bad day. I just woke up in a sour mood. I think I had bad dreams or something last night, even though I don’t really remember them. I just sort of have this vague feeling that whatever was happening in my sleeping brain was not a happy happening. It only got worse from there. My cats were being especially, annoyingly chipper in the morning. They kept getting in my face or into places they shouldn’t be, knocking things over and the like. And after getting frustrated with not being able to find my keys, I decided I was gonna go get doughnuts and eat some sweet, glazed goodness to ease my bad mood.
That didn’t go as planned, either. I ended up picking up ice cream and some other snack food, too. The cashier was a newbie to the job, and I absolutely do not fault her for her mistakes, but those mistakes did not have a positive effect on my already negative mood. I got home only to realize that the bag with my ice cream in it did not make it into my car from the grocery store. So I had to drive all the way back after tripping over my cats and my brother’s dog on the way out the door. The one thing that made my day even slightly better was when I got back to the store, the cashier recognized me and apologized with a hug. She told me to go get a new container of ice cream from the freezer, as the one I’d paid for was getting kind of melty. When I got home for the second time, I ate my doughnuts, watched some movies on Netflix, and took a nap.
When I woke up, I felt a little better, but I’m still in a rough mood. My cat Juri keeps trying to cuddle as I type this up and I’m getting frustrated with her walking all over my keyboard and climbing on my shoulders. I love her, and if I weren’t trying to do something, I would welcome the cuddles. She’s not the cuddle type usually. But she HAS to cuddle RIGHT NOW and cannot wait even one minute. There, she just shifted to get more comfortable, making me more uncomfortable and making it harder to type as she’s laying across half the keyboard and my hand. Oh, and trying to chew on the cord running from my keyboard (yeah, I’m old-school and have a wired keyboard). Just typing about what she’s doing is making me more and more frustrated because I keep having to stop and readjust myself or her or move her away from any wires.
As soon as I’ve got this posted, I’m going to change into my pajamas, break out my ice cream, and watch some more Netflix. That’s usually my go-to way of calming myself down. That, or turning on the music really loud and reading. But my parents are home and will probably be going to bed in a few hours, so the loud music is out for now.
What’s your favorite way of turning a bad day around? Let me know in the comments!
However your day goes, enjoy the journey!