You may not believe this, but it's taken me all week to realize what this odd feeling I've been experiencing is. Boredom.
I've conquered the challenge of cleaning my house. I'm tired of reading. I just finished a chapter in my book and am just not ready to jump into another one yet.
I haven't been officially bored in years. Because, lets face it, depressed people don't get bored. Getting bored requires looking forward and giving a shit; not big items on the 'to do' list of depressed people.
On one hand, I'm insanely excited to have found myself bored. But mostly, I'm just bored. I want to do something FUN! Something that excites me.
A friend of mine, and I, are planning a three day get away next month. One of our scrapbooking weekends. They're great and it's exactly what I need. But it's three weeks away. I need something NOW.
Is it just me, or am I beginning to sound like my four year old?
Oh well, the computer is boring me so off I go to find something else to fiddle with for a few moments.
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I'm sooo glad you are bored. It definitely means that you are turning the corner, if even only for a minute. I cannot imagine all the years of depression you have suffered. One year was enough for me. Yee Haw YOu are Bored! So glad!
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