[OhKay]

Somehow I managed to vacuum the apartment yesterday, but it wasn't because of any real motivation on my part. My husband pretty much shamed me into it.

Because I'm sleeping so much, it's hard to really gauge how I'm feeling, or how I'm doing. I was feeling mostly flat and lethargic until a little while ago, when an obnoxious telemarketer called, and instead of hanging up, I ******* lost it on her. Apparently it's still not too hard to flip my switch.

I haven't been out of the house since I saw my pdoc on Monday, but I plan on going out tomorrow to run some errands. Being around other people should give me a better idea of the level of my paranoia.

I'm going back to bed now. I hope it's not an another epic nap.