Mud!

mood: tired
music: beautiful silence
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The yard is wonderfully muddy. Wonderfully? Yes, because it means that the weather is catching up to the calendar and the snow is really disappearing. Today I spotted some tulips just beginning to poke up through the soil in the side garden. Hurrah! I think it's safe to say out loud that I made it through the winter without a bout of the depression that's plagued me the last two years.

For this I credit a couple of things. One, I was determined to avoid that crash this year, and went out of my way to plan lots of things to keep me busy. Almost too busy, but that's another story. Two, I exercised faithfully through the months after Christmas. Recent studies show that regular exercise is a factor in alleviating depression. And three, I was aware of the danger, and monitored my well-being regularly. I also pampered myself a little bit. It all seemed to work.

Now I find I'm crashing a little bit. Not into a depressed state, but into an exhausted one. I keep saying that I need to clear a few things from my plate, but I don't seem to be able to do it--however I think that's about to change. The workshop is almost over and I don't have another one scheduled until June, if I even have enough registrations to run it then. The Scriptorium is a little easier now that I have some more help. And once I get the anthology story written I have no pressing deadlines except for those associated with that project for a while.

Now if only I could keep up with the demands of blogging....

One thing I learned today: Some days, you just
don't seem to learn anything new.