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So I put my pjs on Friday night and didn't take them off until Sunday when I had to shower and go to my parents for our weekly dinner. I spent most of it in bed, or on the couch, big time hiding from the world. There's no doubt its some depressive spell, and worse than any I've had in a while, but it just feels like a big old dose of TIRED. 

Feeling a BIT better today and trying to pull myself into some kind of shape. I suspect part of my feeling better is that well, a) most of my big projects are mostly complete. and b) I have places to go and people to see this week. 

Although I keep trying to talk myself out of movie monday ... which given that i haven't seen a movie in many weeks now is not good. My original plan was to go to the PAC tonight to see their screening of that classic The Nun's Story. Would be nice to see on the big screen, and they have cheap popcorn and so on. But there are a bunch of other films I'd like to see. But my brain tells me I should save the money, stay home and so some of the seven thousand things that need to be done, like paying my bills and doing several weeks worth of dishes. But its getting to the point where if I don't pick movie monday back up SOON it will go by the wayside like all other things I stop doing because of guilt and apathy.

Though last week was super stressful (or maybe because of it) I did manage to eke out a few hundred words of pure kitten fluff.

Cat Napped (707 words) by valancy_joy
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Lewis (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Robert Lewis, James Hathaway, Monty, a surprise furball
Summary: Yeah, I don't know what possessed me, but it's been a long couple of weeks and who doesn't want more fic where James cuddles kittens and Robbie cuddles him?

It's gotten lots of kudos for me to roll around in and boy did I need those this weekend. 

So I'm hanging in there. Pretty sick of being sick and tired though.