days_unfolding

Overslept this morning. Ran late for a meeting. Was groggy all day, and fell asleep at my desk once.

Part of it was getting to sleep late (and I really need to get to sleep now), but rest of it is the meds. (I've had problems even on the weekend.) Given that I can't possibly stop taking the meds, I'm perplexed as to what to do. I thought about asking them to call me at home for the meeting, but that tactic won't always work.

I feel like the meds are dooming me to mediocrity across the board. And I'm worse off if I don't take them.

Gardening is healing though. I went in search of herb plants, and found some at WalMart. I got parsley, mint, and chives. The only thing that I couldn't find is dill. I also made a start on my patio garden by buying a small Pink Breath of Heaven shrub. It's a very delicate evergreen that has pink blossoms in the spring. (I'll post a picture of it later.)

It's weird, but I feel about that shrub a little about how I feel about Harlee. It pushes my nurturing buttons.

I also found bamboo wind chimes and a couple of pagoda-style outdoor lamps.