It's funny how when you can put a name to your demon it diminishes its power over you. I've clearly been in a funk the last couple of days. So yesterday I stopped and tried to figure out what was really bugging me. You'd think after 5 years of this shit I would have recognized it faster. Fucking S.A.D. hits again. Darkness most of the day, grey skies during the rest of the time. Yep. I was feeling 'the blues' due to the change in weather. Of course I have only lived here for 10% of my life and only experienced this shit for a short time comparatively speaking which means it took me a couple of days to isolate what was wrong. Once it dawned on me, I turned on all the lights, took some vitamin D, and lo, I am feeling better. Not great, but better. Because now I know what's really bugging me. Not a thing or a person, just the fucking weather and time of year. Gah I need out of here.
Speaking of living here, the 18th marked 5 years in this house. The second longest I've lived anywhere straight. One more year and it breaks the record. Sad. Oh and my mortgage got sold on me. Motherfuckers. I need to figure out how to make payments to a new company. Bastards.
Recorded all day. Recording today. Only two more days and I get a break. Going to clean this house like crazy on Thursday.
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