No matter what the day brings, deep down I know it really is a good day because I have the man of my dreams, a kitty who loves me, a roof over my head and I live in paradise.

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"Learn to trust your own judgment, learn inner independence, learn to trust that time will sort good from bad - including your own bad." - Doris Lessing

Since I have been diagnosed with bipolar and other mental disorders, I never know from one day to the next where I will be emotionally. Thank heavens that when I am down, Michael is level or on the upside of his life. The thing is we have rarely been in the same spot together. I believe I can count on one hand the number of times we have both been down at the same time.

This is a good thing because I don’t' feel I could handle it very well. I do like it when I feel good and Michael is too. It makes for a fun day between us and as individuals.

Mental illness can so take over my life even with medications. I just read an article about why people want to go off their meds. Granted I don't like the thought I will have to take them for the rest of my life and I don't like the weight gain I have had; but, to go off them is not a choice.

I had one person tell me that I seemed too calm all the time. Well, for one, what she was seeing was serenity. Number two, yes the drugs I take do take me to a level plateau where I don't get too excited one way or the other. This is better than considering suicide as a possible solution to life.

All I know is that I'm at least suiting up and showing up every day and that is enough.

In yesterday's comments, CrochetLady at Crochetlady's Journal wrote about how her cat made her laugh.

Well mine does too.

Just the other day Bailey was running from the living room into the dining room full tilt boogie. He sounds so funny because he is meowing loudly and I hear the thundering feet and then the slide into the slider door. Next I hear the sound of traction being sought on the linoleum floor and the thumping of feet on the carpet.

One of the times through the house, Bailey is coming back from the dining room and just as he hits the kitchen, Michael happened to open the refrigerator door. Bailey plows into the door. I did not see it but I heard the kathump. Michael picked up Bailey and checked him out but he did not see anything wrong with Bailey and put him back down. We kept track of him for the next couple of days in case Bailey started to act like he was hurt. I guess he wasn't the worse for wear because three days later, Bailey is back to screaming through the house like his tail was on fire.

It was foggy out this morning when I left the house. The temperature did not feel like it was 37 degrees as the meteorologist had predicted. Now at 10:22 a.m. the skies have cleared and it is blustery out with the wind. Still, I have the slider open and the fresh air feels good.

Thanks to everyone who left a comment yesterday. I appreciate your support of my writing.

Well, I am off to do some things around the house. Have a wonderful day and be kind to one another.

mz. em

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