A little better all the time

"I've got to admit it's getting better,
A little better all the time..."
The Beatles

By 8:15 this morning I had already broken into tears three times, gotten Aidan to school late, and convinced myself that both his day and mine were ruined. Fortunately, at 8:15 this morning I was on my way to the gym.

Working out makes me feel so good! Relatively speaking, that is. I wish I could do it all the time because it's when I begin to feel healthy again. Nonetheless, my trip to the gym yesterday turned the whole day around, so I have decided that no matter how fucking worthless my day seems when I wake up, I must make it to the gym. I still feel a bit down but I got myself ready and I'm heading up to campus early.

My goal is to find a good spot in the library next to a window so I can read in the sunshine. I've gotten it into my head that this could be seasonal affective disorder (the doctor suggested it), and suddenly just being in sunshine makes me feel so much better, even if it is just a psychological thing. I usually hang out in Wescoe and read, but I am beginning more and more to avoid places without windows. Of course, I have to hold office hours later and guess what...my office has no windows. I have lots of reading to do, though and hopefully I can get some of that done.

IMPORTANT THINGS TO REMEMBER:
1) Go to the gym.
2) Be near sunshine.
3) Think about smiling and you'll do it more often.