I'm doing quite well personally...

[pegkerr]

Depression has really not been an issue at all, and I'm attributing it to my starting to take fish oil capsules very faithfully about a month ago. naomikritzer mentioned about a year ago it was good for depression, and I was like yeah, yeah, whatever. But I started it up recently solely to help my HDL/LDL ration. And the depression has miraculously lifted. I dunno if it's placebo effect, but whether it is or not, hey, I'll take it. I feel great. Is this what people feel like usually? Wow.

BUT I have been exceedingly distracted by a couple real personal life issues, which is why I haven't been posting much the last week or so. As a result I also haven't been reading my friends list/reading list much. The kerfuffle over Diane Gabaldon's rant against fanfiction is interesting, but I have to put my emotional energy elsewhere, kittens. Let other people spill their bytes over this. I have other fish to fry at the moment.

My parents are moving to Minneapolis from Georgia! Yay! The movers came to get their furniture today. Hopefully they'll be up here for good by Mother's Day. I will be so happy (and relieved) to have them here in town and wow, local grandparents for the kids! That's a first. Alas, it finally happens the year before Fiona leaves for college.

Fiona is having the Week From Hell (AP exams. Multiple.)

Rob is very busy with the Census. They keep finding work for him to do. Yay.

Delia made a dress the other day out of four T-shirts. I'll post a picture of it when I can. She has been burning through a dizzying array of artistic modes of expression this past week: hair dressing, painting fingernails, and now reconfigured T-shirt fashion.

I was going to start biking to work this week, but Something Came Up (having to do with that real life personal issue) that has pushed back my start date, possibly a couple of weeks.

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[matthewdaly]

That's a relief to hear about Rob. I worked 50(!) hours at my LCO in Rochester last week because they didn't have enough normal clerks to put together those infernal binders, and now I'm back in training to be an enumerator for the current phase. I really wish that the Census had a private social networking site, because I look at a room of supervisors and even enumerators and know that a half-dozen of them are going to be hiring managers for some company or other six months from now and at that point we'll all have wished that we had traded phone numbers.

About three months ago, I sat down with a psychiatrist (instead of my primary care physician) to tinker with my depression meds. Those visits weren't covered by insurance, but I am confident that they will be the best $200 I will ever spend in my life because whoa. Something to sock away for if you ever hit another rough patch.