le hump day

i am trying sooo hard not to slide down this slippery slope i seem to be holding on to for dear life. i've got my nails dug in tight. (note to self: sched manicure appt.) i won't let it get me down. people are starting to say i am looking and sounding a bit depressed.

whoo hoo. is this what i have to look forward to? is this what all my doctors have been trying to avoid? so far it sucks. i feel like a caged animal, pacing back and forth in my confined, yet oh-so-lovely, abode. my captors have me sufficiently drugged, so that i do not want to escape...and if i do, i'll be right back. i am too pooped to go too far.

boy oh boy, i could use some good nookie. hubby is too much like work. a few hours to escape outside myself...make me forget my troubles for a while. sounds heavenly. now why can't doctors prescribe that??

le hump day eh?

hump this.