Passing For Normal

I have had a good day in a good week, or maybe even two. Switching and tweaking antidepressant meds is a lengthy and often disappointing or at least deeply tiresome process, but I think maybe I'm actually at a reasonably good, moderately functional compromise dosage on an acceptable med. Finally. And the recent sunny weather certainly helps.

In any event, life currently does not suck, and is often kind of... good. :-)

So a short while ago I called my friend D, the one down in the Bay Area, to have a chat and celebrate my particularly good afternoon and evening. I used my Christmas present to myself, my shiny new food processor, for the very first time (OMG I LOVE IT! Also it's PURPLE! *glee*), and I made mushy peas for the first time (OMG YUM!) -- yes, I know this recipe is completely inauthentic, but it's easy and tasty -- and had some for dinner along with a ribeye steak. Indulgence night, and enough leftover veg for several more portions, which is very important when you are me.

Some day I want to put a timer on a phone call with D. In any given hour-long conversation, I'm guessing that about 80 percent of the time D is talking about herself, her life, her dogs, her work (you get the idea); 10 to 15 percent of the time I'm talking about her and her life/dogs/work/etc; and in whatever's left, I may get the odd couple of minutes to talk about myself now and then. But never more than two minutes at a time, and as the seconds tick on and I keep talking about what's happening with me, I can feel her twitching and itching to bring it back to herself. Eventually she'll interrupt with something about her own experience of something (vaguely, ostensibly) similar and there she goes, off about herself again.

Sometimes you just have to love people for who they are. There are rich rewards for me in this friendship. Sometimes I have to remind myself of that. (Why is there still no wry grin emoticon? I need this to exist.)

So. I've had a good day, in a fair streak of good days. This is where I get to tell you guys about it, and I'm so happy to have that opportunity. Thanks for listening. It's quite lovely to be able to talk about it here. :-)

And how are you? How's your day been? Had any really good days lately? Cooked any really tasty meals? Experimented with anything new, in or out of the kitchen? What has made you pleased with yourself in the last little while? Do you have any self-absorbed friends who you still love anyway? Any favorite stories, coping mechanisms, wry grins of your own? Tell me something, if you care to, something about you. :-)