Well…this sucks a bit….I should be really happy sitting on my front porch with a coffee, the windows open, and the Doobies playing on the turntable and no other noise…but the depression came back last night and smacked me really hard this morning and I don’t know why…yeah, I know, there doesn’t have to be a trigger reason…it would be so much easier if there were…then I could just fix it and move on…I’m sure part of it is that I’m not making progress on the house after being here for almost 3 months…still no paint or repair on the stuff that needs it before I can paint…and windows still need to be cleaned and I need to cook….and the outside of the house needs to be cleaned, and I need to start reseeding the lawn…you get the picture…but, all I want to do is sit here….cripes, this sucks….