Wow. Looking back at the last three posts I wrote before my little hiatus, I guess it’s clear why I took one. I was definitely not in a good place.
I am happy to say that, for the most part, I am in a much better place now. I have just started my second month of meds for depression and anxiety, and I really do see quite a bit of difference. I’m not a clouded, pill-popping zombie like I feared I would be; I’m just much more even. Fewer drastic highs and lows. Much more pleasant for myself and everyone else.
I’ve just finished a completely INSANE tax season with my firm, and when I say INSANE, I mean that everyone has said it’s been the worst that they can remember. Problems with a fairly green administrative staff and internal processes, losing a few key members of the tax staff and clients not getting their information in on time… anything that could have gone wrong absolutely did.
The upside is that I made some really (really, really) good money due to all the long hours I put in. I didn’t exactly put it all into buying things for the apartment, though; as I wound up working six days per week for twelve to sixteen hours a go, I didn’t have a lot of time for laundry and wound up supplementing my work wardrobe a bit (though I suppose the two pair of hundred dollar flats can’t be blamed on laundry). However, I made up for it this weekend by buying a coffee table, dresser, TV stand, toaster, vacuum and iron. All that’s really left is Jake’s bed frame, a dining set and maybe a bookshelf – no, definitely a bookshelf (my books are currently confined to storage under my bed – no bueno) – and then I’ll be officially ready to move. I haven’t looked so forward to moving in a long, long time.
This weekend I also had a super fun day with the minions in San Diego. We spent a bit of time at Seaport Village, a sort of tourist-y shopping area on the bay where I got a couple of fun things for the house:
We then proceeded to eat everything in the world – or at least burgers, fries and desserts. We rounded out the day by having game night when we got home, and even though the day ended with the girl minion having a headache (and ultimately a super bad cold), it was the best day we’d spent together as a family in a long time.
On a different note altogether, I found out recently that a dear friend of mine has cancer. He’s a tough one and all that, and I don’t expect this to be the end of him by any means, but jeez… cut my friends and family a break, will you? Sheesh.
Anyway. Here’s to me (maybe) blogging more regularly again. :)
xo – Heather.