On Friday I had my appointment, was diagnosed with and have entered treatment for clinical depression. Just getting that problem seen to acts as a huge anti-depressant, and I've been riding the improved mood all weekend. Thanks to Ray and Stacy for kicking me into actually doing something about it when I needed to, rather than letting me magnify the reasons not to in my head; I owe you guys big-time.

I'm still waking up a little early and tense, but 1) my medicine can't be expected begin working for awhile yet, and 2) one of the temporary side-effects can be increased anxiety.

Yesterday, we had a yard sale, and my step-father and mother brought his truck and helped me move some of the heavy furniture. I have a few pieces left that most likely won't get moved until next weekend, but I've got a lot of boxes to move between now and then. Getting a lot of that done is also a huge relief to me.

Today, Ray and Stacy are coming to help me transport some of those boxes.