It looks like the iron and Vitamin D are kicking in. I'm still tired, but not nearly as totally exhausted as I had been feeling. I still don't have a lot of motivation to do things, although I think it's partly because I'm so busy with projects at church that I really don't have much energy left to do stuff at home. It's not like I really enjoy doing things at home anyway, so it's no big loss!
I was doing a little shopping today at The Christmas Tree Shop. They carry tons of products besides just Christmas items. They did, of course, also have a whole lot of Christmas decorations for sale. When I saw them, I started to get really overwhelmed about the thought of having to decorate the house (sounds like anticipatory anxiety, don't ya think?). All I kept thinking about was how tired I still am and how much work it would be to get the house together for the holidays. I wondered if maybe I could skip it this year. But then I started thinking about my adult child coming home to visit and I wondered if that would make me a bad mom to leave the house undecorated. Ugh, guilt. The only time I ever skipped decorations was the winter of Jim's horrible flare.
I manage to worry about some pretty stupid stuff, don't I? I decided that I was getting all worked up for no good reason. I don't really have to think about this for at least another month. In the meantime, I'm taking the supplements prescribed by my doctor. For all I know, I might be feeling tremendously better in a month. Or not. In either case, it doesn't matter. I'm choosing to deal with it when the time comes, and not a moment before it is necessary. I refuse to waste time worrying for nothing.
For so many years, I didn't realize that I had choices, even about things as minor as this. I was so locked up in cognitive distortions that I couldn't think outside of the very tiny box that was my mind.