And now for something completely different..

(That was an obscure Monty Python reference, BTW.)

This is so random, but a brief recap of...oh, the month so far. That's how slow and uneventful my life is out here- i can recap a month in a couple of paragraphs and an equal number of pictures.Timm and I, out on a date! Following my last post I think he determined that I needed a break, something to lift my spirits- and actually getting out of the house with Timm and without child-that was a treat. Luckily I felt up to it.
Several people expressed concern after that post, be in online or otherwise, which I appreciate. However, I feel like I need to better define what this depression consists of. That post, and all of the feelings I expressed are not at all uncommon. That night I did feel particularly disheartened, but in the revolving door of this malady it always comes back to that. Hence my desperation at times, because it seems that if it's not already at my door, it is just lurking around the corner with brief respites. The bizarre thing is that the next morning I felt almost completely recovered. I woke feeling refreshed and content. I couldn't decide whether to feel hopeful or freaked out by that sudden change in feeling. It seemed like such a reversal overnight that it was slightly alarming at how quickly I can 'switch'. Nevertheless I was grateful. It wasn't until this week sometime that it occurred to me that maybe it was a blessing because of so many prayers on my behalf by those who love me. That was a comfort. This week continues to proceed as usual- each day a struggle to find energy, purpose and fulfillment, but so far so good. Each day I am faced with the same choices and sometimes submit to the easiest choice of acquiescence.
Bella, wearing my Sunday shoes. She has an affinity for shoes like I do, no matter how perilously high they might be. These are particularly tricky, but she does very well in them! She also has the stance down pat.
I am continuing to love our Moosey girl. I think she is the perfect dog for our family, but Timm reminds me that she is the perfect dog for me. She is very nearly faultless. She is my constant companion and easy to have around.
Grandma was able to visit for a couple of days earlier this month when she was in town for the High Point market. You gotta love this picture. Great lighting, freshly bathed with neat hair and a Sunday dress- with her finger squarely inserted in her nose.
Of course Bella was delighted to have her around, and the two brief days seemed longer with all we had a chance to do. Even better is to be with Grandma and Linda, her favorite local. Linda is my mom's friend of about 20 years and she lives in Charlotte. She and her family are our go-to for any question we have pertaining to anything in our new lives here! Bella loves everyone in their family and lists them all by name. She loves to sit with them at church, go 'jumpy-jumpy' at their house, go to lunch with Linda, and basically be adored and fussed over by Linda, Paul and their three children still at home. it also has it's benefits for me.
And that's about it for the month of October. More of the same-riding the waves of depression, trying to tally more good days than bad. I still have no real friends though I continue to be busy helping with crafty church activities, so at least people know who I am. I haven't had a social experience with anyone outside of my home or at church since we moved 3 months ago. I'd love to have a friend to scrap with or anything... even if they have to be imported.