Out Of The Benadryl Haze

i dragged myself home on friday, my brain totally muddled. the most i could do was throw on my pajamas and heave myself into bed. and i slept. and i slept most of yesterday--i just could not get myself out of bed, physically or mentally. i finally started to feel human again after a hot shower and an outing to the movie theater.

we saw "little miss sunshine", which a lot of people told us was totally hilarious. it was in a few places. but mostly it was painful. it wasn't one of those movies where i felt like it was a positive experience or good that we saw it. i didn't feel like a better person for seeing the flick--just like we had spent a couple hours being miserable. and i'm not saying every movie has to enlighten us, to improve our daily perspective--but i usually hold indie flicks with higher regard.

so today we ran a couple of errands--made it to petsmart and the grubstore. finally got some food in the house, plus the adorable one cooked polish sausages on the new george foreman grill. i haven't used it yet, but if it's as easy peasy as the cute one says, i'll be using it all the time.

it feels good to think again. to not feel like i'm in a fog and all over the place. to function again. to put sentences together. to be me. that's what i've been missing all week. me. but now i'm back. and it's good.