Morose

I started to get my pattern together today to sew the pajamas I've been meaning to make, only to find I'm missing a pattern piece. That was the start of my downward spiral. I've been off my meds for a week, so my moods are a little wacky at the moment. Right now, I feel like nothing matters, nothing at all. We won't be able to get everything done before we have to leave, so why should we even bother? We're both going to be working long shifts to try to get in a decent week's pay, so we're both going to be exhausted when we get home, plus Matt has class Monday and Wednesday nights, so he won't be able to do anything then. We're going to be up so late on Wednesday night, trying to get all the last-minute stuff done that we're going to be exhausted come Thursday.

Matt's trying. He's working on the kitchen, trying to get me to help, but I want to work on So Now, except nothing's coming. Add in that it's been in the high 80's, temperature wise, and we're having a/c wars (I like it on, he keeps turning it off), and I am GRUMPY. I don't like heat. Well, I like it around 75. Anything over 75 I'm not too fond of. Yet I'm still looking forward to moving to Arizona. But AZ has less humidity. I am so screwed up in the head.

Going back to bed didn't help any, either. I'm just having a bad mental health day.