weekend sadness...

I suppose it's perfectly normal for me to feel so blah about vacation being over and going back to school. I kinda don't want to go. I do know it's getting closer to Christmas vacation and I have that to look forward to.

This week I need to have blood work done and check in with my doctor about the med changes. I think I need something for depression as well as the anxiety stuff, though. I'm feeling edgy. And hopeless. I don't know if hopeless is really it, it's tough to define/describe. Apathetic, disconnected. Something that combines all of those into a great big "Don't care."

I watched three movies this weekend: Lucky Number Slevin, Friends With Money, and Thank You For Smoking. What a range of movies--Slevin was kinda cool, but weird, too, and I admit I was a bit bored. I love Morgan Freeman. FWM was... a bit boring although there were some awesome performances. And TYFS was so dark, it was amusing and didn't bore me. I still have a stack of movies from Dad, I need to watch those sometime.

My current read is missing seventeen pages. It freaked me out this morning. I flipped around to see if they were mis-bound or something but they just aren't there. I emailed the publisher. Hopefully something can be done about it, it's kind of a crucial part of the book where the stories are in the major denouement.

It was way out of the ordinary yesterday to get so many phone calls. And today I had a few, too. I'll go all month with none and then the phone will ring off the hook. I wish I enjoyed it more, I think I'm being rude because I just don't have much to say on the phone.

I suppose, I need to get ready for school. Pick out what to wear, to save myself the morning drama. I should check the weather so I know what to expect, as much as can be expected. I need to check my calendar, too, to figure out what's up. No therapy this week--no group this week, and just when I really have things to talk about. Oh well, it's progress, it's growth.

What if this is as good as it gets.