To say that I have S.A.D.D. is an understatement. Not that I don't suffer from more depression than the average Joe, but Holy Bejesus...................
When I was young, anxiety would begin to blossom around Veteran's day and bitch slap me until Spring. As I began to age and understand anxiety, its mechanics and how it operates, depression moved in to take its place.
Sometimes, when you know something is coming, you can prepare for it. But depression really isn't something you can prepare for. And when you're in it, its hard to get out until its time to get out. Knowing the times and the seasons are important to me. I watch and plan according to the phases of the moon. Likewise, from Beltane to Samhain, I find many more days of equilibriam. One great sign of the glory days of summer is when the "Lil Hottie" is taken out of storage.
Did that this morning.
Changed the accelerator pump and made few adjustments. Havn't washed her yet.
I feel better already.