A Really Good Day

This has been a really, really good day. I haven’t done a single constructive thing, but the sun is shining, it’s not too hot, and I’m in this super good mood. Despite the fact that I still don’t have a job and money is nonexistent after we paid the phone bill with our garage-sale profits, laughter has come more easily today than it has in a long time, and I think it has a lot to do with Will’s recent explosion of cheerfulness, which is apparently infectious.

I don’t know what’s gotten into him, but I’m sure enjoying it. He’s been playful lately, even to the point of tickling me in the grocery store and making me giggle. It’s obvious he feels healthy, and on days like today it almost seems like he’s going to live forever. What a difference from a year ago!

The weather has been spectacular as well, reminding me of why I love this time of year so much. The skies are a brilliant sapphire blue, the breeze is soft and carries the aroma of freshly cut hay on its wings. The temperature is perfection itself—today it’s 86 degrees—and according to the weather report, nothing but continued perfection is on the horizon for the foreseeable future…..endless days of warmth and sunshine and sweet, sweet summertime.

This is what I live for all year long, what I yearn for when it’s been forty degrees and raining for weeks on end. Summer is worth all the crappy weather we have to put up for nine months out of the year, with an average high of 84 degrees. We’ve been pretty hot this summer, with a good number of days with temps in the 90s, but we’ve only reached the century mark once and…..wait a minute, you’re not reading this blog to find out what wonderful summers we have here in Oregon. You’re reading it (presumably) because you either know me or because you’re interested in how I live my life as a person with bipolar disorder.

Know what I hate? Having to do a gut-check anytime my mood changes abruptly. I can’t just have a really, really good day without asking myself if I’m ramping up. I don’t think I am, but then I NEVER think I am, so the fact that I’m asking myself that question means I’m probably just fine. It’s when I don’t do that gut-check that I run into trouble.

I’m still amazed that I haven’t been manic at all this summer. I’m sure that’s made life easier for the people around me, but more than that, it’s made it possible for me to deal with our current circumstances without going totally ape shit, It’s bad enough that I’m having trouble focusing on a job search, while simultaneously trying to empty out our house and figure out what to do about moving when I’m going to run out of unemployment benefits in another 10 weeks or so. But by gum, I’m in my right mind while I’m doing it!

Yes, today has been a really, REALLY good day. Even though the outside world seems to be coming apart and my own situation still sucks, I’m hoping tomorrow will be even better. 🙂

Published by bpnurse

I'm a retired registered nurse and writer who also happens to be street-rat crazy, if the DSM-IV.....oops, 5---is to be believed. I was diagnosed with bipolar I disorder at the age of 55, and am still sorting through the ashes of the flaming garbage pile that my life had become. Here, I'll share the lumps and bumps of a late-life journey toward sanity.... along with some rants, gripes, sour grapes and good old-fashioned whining from time to time. It's not easy being bipolar in a unipolar world; let's figure it out together.

3 thoughts on “A Really Good Day

  1. I always did gut checks long before knowing i had BP. i am so happy you had a good day and you will again together. i think of the homeless people
    [the real ones] not knowing what food you can.count on.into. I know they are charity places but many can not get there. Yeah our lives are very challenging but we still are not severely handicapped. Most of the time i can deal. or get it together enough to manage. Sure i have meltdowns. But i have taught myself how to not hit rock bottom. i spent 2 hrs in sewing room yesterday.!!!! Been a long time and hate that i have to clean and organize before I sew. Being somewhat limited with mobility.

    I am doing household work alone now. My walker has a seat and I load it up i am, dishes. laundry. i have my bedroom set up to suit my needs. I rest when i get tired.Now just sit in recliner..i do not get into bed. unless i need to.

    So you need to convince yourself that each day is good……even if not as good as the day before. you could feel that tomorrow is going to be.

    so bee happy!!!!!!!!!!

    Sat is my first independent day..going on bus trip to Nashville for a quilt shop hop. I am excited and scared all at same time. I have be very careful

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  2. Days like this give us the courage and the strength to face the not-so-great days … but my wife likes to point out that those not-so-great days happen to everyone, even those without bipolar — and somehow, this perspective helps me, too. I think it’s in realizing that in many ways we really aren’t so different from everyone else.

    And your ability to find a happy perspective despite life’s troubles is a sure sign of wellness, and that’s just another reason to be happy!

    Enjoy your sunny summer to the fullest.

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