Okay, so I haven't gone to the doctor yet. (Not only am I a selfish bitch, I also PROCRASTINATE.) The depression got really really bad last week, and it was all I could do to get out of bed and NOT CRY, like, every minute of the day.

That old Wellbutrin I said I had? I took one, then another the next day, and now, I am feeling a little better. I cleaned my room today! (Note: I rarely clean my room. To illustrate, I have one of those desktop flip calendars with inspirational messages, no year, so you can use it every year, and said calendar sits on my dresser. I only flip the page when I clean my room. Guess what the date was? April 28th. That's a long ass time ago in dust-years.)

Ya'll remember my little sister, Brianna? The one I posted about a while back? Well, she is now going to NA and AA meetings. Every day. She has talked to me about it a few times, and she talks about how much she loves going to them. It is such a relief and a burden off of our family. She's still with the stupid boyfriend, but he put himself into rehab, and that's kind of why she started the meetings. I don't care why, as long as she goes. I wanted to share that, and to thank all of you for your thoughts and prayers.

School started last week. My kids did, in fact, make it to the first day of school. Remember last year? I was having surgery on what I thought was the first day of school, but it really was the second day. (Stress makes me lose my head. Speaking of lose, LOOSE is a totally different word, internet. Please, look them up and commit them to memory.)

That part just made me realize that it's been a WHOLE YEAR since my endometriosis-removal surgery. Apparently it didn't help. WAH. Now it looks like I may not even be ovulating anymore. WTF? Zeeks finally put it into words for me. I walk around with a freaking cloud over my head. I think it's the reason for all of this extended depression nonsense that I just can't shake. Sometimes I think I'm going to totally abandon the internet altogether, but don't, because, would it really help? Plus, I really do LOVE to read about everyone else and their thoughts, and their babies. I love babies, even if they aren't my own. I really am excited about my bro and sis-in-law having their baby, mostly because it's all I have to look forward to. It's a baby! That's related to ME! And I get to LOVE IT. ALOT. (!)