Small Victories

Even while on medication, sometimes the effects of depression can ambush me and I feel overwhelmed by things that I know aren't that big a deal. Today was one of those days. I went to do our taxes, but couldn't find most of the paperwork I needed. When I went to leave the tax office, I saw that it was snowing again...big, beautiful, fluffy flakes...but although I could see the beauty, I also felt like it was just one more thing to deal with.

When I got home, after stopping at the grocery store on the way, I realized I still didn't have all the ingredients I needed for the dinner I had planned to cook. I wasn't going back out. All I wanted to do was pull a blanket over my head and hide from the world.

So I did.

For an hour or so.

Then, I got up, started bread, swapped laundry into the dryer, brought wood inside to defrost, took a shower, and started another load of laundry.

I didn't get to the dump today, and it won't be open again until Friday. That's ok. It can wait.

I didn't get to cook the supper I had planned. That's ok, too. Instead of mushroom pork chops and apples in the slow cooker, I'll try using the George Foreman grill I got for Christmas, and some seasoning we picked up in Scotland.

I didn't get our taxes done. That's ok. I know, now, where some of the paperwork I needed is, and when I find everything, I can make another appointment.

Even if I didn't accomplish everything I planned to do today, that's ok. I got small things done. Small victories are still victories. Tomorrow will be better.