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sailorzeoI've heard of people using caffeine as a substitute for Ritalin. In fact, I know three people personally who do that (a former store manager and two friends). But I seem to use caffeine as Prozac....if I don't have some caffeine daily, whether as soda, coffee or Excedrin, I get _really_ out of whack. It could just be a chemical dependancy, but I don't know. I just know I have to have either a cup or two of coffee, a bottle or two of Diet Dr Pepper, or two Excedrin daily to keep me from self-destructing.
And for some reason, when I have bad mental health days (like today), I end up cleaning. Normally, I can't stand cleaning, but today, I've blasted through all the backed-up dishes (including the roaster from Thanskgiving: no, Ellen, it wasn't moldy. Not wet enough), put away some of the stuff my inlaws brought up, straightened up our bathroom, including gathering the trash from there, cleaned the toilet...and I'm thinking about making bread, sweet rolls, and/or cookies. Why? I don't know.
The only theory I have comes from the Alvin Maker books. When Alvin felt the Unmaker close by, he had to make something to push him back, to feel better. Maybe that's what I'm feeling: I missed meeting (I missed ASSEMBLY!), therefore I have to do something productive to justify missing meeting. Or maybe it's just, "I'm home alone, I can play my own music, be motivated at my own pace, and I won't be interrupted by anything I don't want to interrupt me." That's what got me through cleaning when Matt was at the dealership. He'd be gone from 8 am to 8:30 or 9 pm, so I'd have about 12 hours to get my list done. Now, that he's working and I'm working, he's gone usually from 4 am to 1 pm, and I'm gone either 8 am to 4 pm, 11 am to 7 pm, or 3 pm to 9 pm....so there's no more long stretches of time where I'm home alone, and awake enough to clean.
Side note: I am so in love with Bowling for Soup's video for "1985." Yeas, the song's a year old, but I never saw the video until a few months ago. Makes me giggle. :)
And for some reason, when I have bad mental health days (like today), I end up cleaning. Normally, I can't stand cleaning, but today, I've blasted through all the backed-up dishes (including the roaster from Thanskgiving: no, Ellen, it wasn't moldy. Not wet enough), put away some of the stuff my inlaws brought up, straightened up our bathroom, including gathering the trash from there, cleaned the toilet...and I'm thinking about making bread, sweet rolls, and/or cookies. Why? I don't know.
The only theory I have comes from the Alvin Maker books. When Alvin felt the Unmaker close by, he had to make something to push him back, to feel better. Maybe that's what I'm feeling: I missed meeting (I missed ASSEMBLY!), therefore I have to do something productive to justify missing meeting. Or maybe it's just, "I'm home alone, I can play my own music, be motivated at my own pace, and I won't be interrupted by anything I don't want to interrupt me." That's what got me through cleaning when Matt was at the dealership. He'd be gone from 8 am to 8:30 or 9 pm, so I'd have about 12 hours to get my list done. Now, that he's working and I'm working, he's gone usually from 4 am to 1 pm, and I'm gone either 8 am to 4 pm, 11 am to 7 pm, or 3 pm to 9 pm....so there's no more long stretches of time where I'm home alone, and awake enough to clean.
Side note: I am so in love with Bowling for Soup's video for "1985." Yeas, the song's a year old, but I never saw the video until a few months ago. Makes me giggle. :)
