The truth is, almost nothing. I got sick in January and can't shake the malaise. I have missed a ton of school, and I'm not very motivated to go in the first place. I love my classes (or in one case, I love the teacher but not the class) but I just have the hardest time getting myself to go. Part of that is because I am so sick. But part is also because I just don't feel... mentally there.
Now, the depression thing is kind of par for the course. I quit probably my most helpful medication (for anxiety) and am learning to live without it. My doctor has a new thing for me to try soon, but I'm definitely not the same Kris I was at this time last year. I've been on this medication since 2009. I miss it, but it's better that I stop using it off-label (although it is prescribed and legal and all) and just learn to deal with myself. Because ... I don't want to be addicted to it, and I don't want to be on it forever. I have whole posts that deal with the withdrawal from when I tried to go off back in 2011, so I won't rehash the subject here. I'm just down, and I'm not motivated to do anything, and it's been hard.
Sparrow is doing great. He's very patient, even though I've been so sick and boring. He celebrated his 6th birthday last month. He is brilliant and reading on a 3rd grade level now. He prefers nonfiction books (blasphemy!) and has memorized a National Geographic Kid's United States Facts book. Weird. He lost his second tooth earlier this month. We took him ice skating for the first time on Friday and let's just say that my dreams of him being an Olympic Figure Skater were, in fact, very dashed. But that's okay. He can be the Benedict Cumberbatch of the 2030s, so I'm over it.
We have been watching lots of the Winter Olympics. Pretty sure this is the first time I've ever tuned in to the Olympics, except for the opening ceremonies of 2002 (Salt Lake City) and 2012 (London), where I couldn't really watch either one for being so homesick for those places. I definitely prefer the Winter Olympics to the Summer. Just sayin'. Also watching these games, I realize how old I am getting and how out of shape I am. I'm pretty sure I've reached my athletic potential and will never be an Olympian. Unless they introduce Olympic Napping, in which case I am assured a gold medal.
Over President's Day, my mom took Sparrow, my grandma and me to Colorado on an epic road trip. Mom adopted a ragdoll kitten and we all went to pick him up. I slept most of the time in the car (see previous paragraph regarding constant malaise) but it was a fun adventure and I loved Glenwood Springs, where we spent 2 nights. It was beautiful and I want to take Hawk back there.
Speaking of beautiful, our new home is still amazing. We're still walking around in shock half the time. It's amazing to live here.
I was going to upload some pictures but I don't feel good and don't have the patience to work with Blogger right now. So, that's what's been going on lately. I have a bunch of blood work due back tomorrowish and at this point I am just hoping that something is actually wrong with me so it can be fixed.
On an optimistic note, Hawk is going to take me to England for my 28th birthday. I think this may be the first time I have ever been excited for November.