Did you know that I am severely depressed? Just ask my mother and she will tell you all about it. She has told me all about it. Don't know how she got this idea, as I am so busy trying to get 100 things done at once. I have let some of my habits slide the last little while.
The past two weeks since I came home from eldest daughters house I have been watching a series on Net flix that mother does not approve off. Yes it is gory and not something I would ever usually watch but I like the story line. This has been an aggravation to her.
When I came home from daughter's I had a short case of Vertigo that laid me up for one day and then slowed me down for a few more. I was careful about how I moved and how I tipped my head. As in I sat very still when I could find time. Not much time I will add.
I did not jump out of bed and immediately get to work running full tilt. I sort of glided. I did not do my hair or put on any make-up. As the day wore on and I was able to keep the dizzy spells at bay I got cleaned up before I went to the studio.
I also did not work late into the night after dance. Then we had company this weekend. It was a busy time. More people in the house. Up early cooking, cooking ,cooking. Mom felt that I should have been more prepared, I should have had a menu. I should have set the table the night before complete with napkins. I should have known when people were coming over. I should have, I should have. I just did not really care. Not that I was not thrilled to have my company, I just did not think I needed to put out the silver and crystal. It was a low key thing.
Sunday afternoon. after cleaning the kitchen and company was all gone, Hubs laid down for a nap and I went down stairs to nap or maybe watch the show mom hates. I figured she would nap in her room. Well I was on my second episode when she explodes out of her room with the theory that I am clinically depressed. (Just what is that anyway?) I laughed at her which was not the right thing to do.
These were her reasons.
1. I was coming downstairs in the morning without my hair and makeup done.
2. I was watching this horror show in what ever spare time I had which is not much.
3. I was not working constantly.
4. I was not getting her doll house on craigslist now!
5. I had company and she was not the center of my attention.
6. The list goes on and on and on.
So yesterday I jumped out of bed and did not leave my room until I was dresses and ready and my room was clean. Then I went right to the shop without blogging because I had wasted so much time over the weekend not setting the table right or planning menus.
I am a failure as a daughter.....
Have a great and productive day.
I am going to look up what it means to be clinically depressed.