On the plus side, I have now finished a whole term at my new job without needing to take a single sick day! I overslept a few times and sometimes missed most of Shacharit (morning prayers) as a result, but I think I was only late once and that was because I got lost going to the secondary campus for the first time rather than because of depression. My new contract arrived yesterday and I am definitely doing four days a week from September, although it only counts as 0.67 of full time rather than 0.8 because I’m not employed for most of the school holidays, unlike some library staff (to be honest, I would rather have shorter holidays and earn more, if only for the structure in my day, but I’ll take what I can get given my health and the job market).
On the minus side, I was up late last night. I had an enjoyable dinner with my family at my favourite restaurant, but when I came home I had various things I wanted to do (and, I admit, I got distracted by having some new books, espeically The Complete Far Side). I got to bed very late, around 2.20am. I then slept for eleven hours and got up about 1.40pm (I missed Shacharit to my annoyance). An hour a half on and after breakfast, I am still in my pyjamas and still feel lethargic and a bit down. Some of it may be from taking my meds very late last night (I forgot to take them when I came in from the restaurant) and this morning (because I got up late and then got distracted by the internet!). Some of it may be crashing from a very sugary dessert last night (three layers of chocolate mousse, milk, dark and white, between layers of meringue plus chocolate sprinkles and nuts) – I hope not, as I would rather not have to cut this stuff out totally. Some of it is probably a bit of relief from being on holiday.
That said, I’m not sure how much of a holiday it will be, as I have a lot to do in the next four weeks, including meeting with the rabbi to change shul membership, opening a new bank account, working on my Doctor Who book (I have a substantial and growing pile of notes to write up dealing with just a few Jon Pertwee stories!), dealing with the mould in my bathroom and repainting the area by my bathroom sink that has got very water-damaged. I want to organize my folder of work notes and maybe type up some of my handwritten notes about library procedures to make them easier to access. And try and socialize a bit! It’s making me a bit anxious, especially combined with That Thing which hopefully will be taking up some time too. I need to write a plan or at least a proper to do list, maybe later today.
I would like at least to clean my flat before Shabbat today, but I’m not even sure if that will happen. I try not to beat myself up too much when I have days like this; as Billy Joel sang, “Everyone goes south/Every now and then”, but as I said a few days ago, it’s a reminder that I’m in recovery, not recovered, with the fear of relapse that that can entail.
I guess it all shows that I’ve come a long way, but also that I have a long way still to go.