I believed for the past year and half or so that my bp disappeared. I was not manic, nor depressive... just existent. I was able to hold a job, granted it was the single most horrible job I've ever had, and I've had plenty. I slept well, didn't lay awake at night, and felt content with my life.
When I quit this awful job (I will discuss why later) I was suddenly thrust into the traditional role of a stay at home mom. As much as I would like to think this is fun, I find it quite boring. So, to battle boredom, I've started redecorating my house. I can not stop. It's not gone. This is why I believe I'm manic right now. Creativity is oozing out of me, everything MUST be shabby chic. Light blues, whites, creams and light yellow. Spray paint is my new best friend. It's not gone, it was hidden.
Bp disorder mania is wonderful for me. I get things done. I am a do-er. I don't want this mania to end...
Thursday, July 28
Wednesday, July 27
ahhh.....
So here it is. The moment of all importance. The beginning... my first official blog.
Being bipolar is great. Some think this statement is crazy, but those of us who completely understand, know that being manic is fantastic. The energy, the creativity, the inspiration oozes from my pores. In the past 2 weeks, I have completely redecorated my bathroom, ripped up the flooring in the dining room and replaced it, painted the doors downstairs, washed the dishes (by hand) every day, installed a closet organizing system, and have managed to pile on tasks that will be completed soon.
Whats wrong with this? When my mother in law found out about all of these projects, her immediate reaction was, "she's manic". She is absolutely right... but look at all that can be accomplished! There's nothing wrong, its a high without drugs that lasts for a very long time.
Today's project-- I am priming and painting the side tables in my bedroom. Then I am going to figure out how I can make a slipcover for my ugly sleigh bed frame.
Pics to follow!
Being bipolar is great. Some think this statement is crazy, but those of us who completely understand, know that being manic is fantastic. The energy, the creativity, the inspiration oozes from my pores. In the past 2 weeks, I have completely redecorated my bathroom, ripped up the flooring in the dining room and replaced it, painted the doors downstairs, washed the dishes (by hand) every day, installed a closet organizing system, and have managed to pile on tasks that will be completed soon.
Whats wrong with this? When my mother in law found out about all of these projects, her immediate reaction was, "she's manic". She is absolutely right... but look at all that can be accomplished! There's nothing wrong, its a high without drugs that lasts for a very long time.
Today's project-- I am priming and painting the side tables in my bedroom. Then I am going to figure out how I can make a slipcover for my ugly sleigh bed frame.
Pics to follow!
Monday, June 21
Yeay...
For my first blog post I think I will keep it short and sweet. No frilly anything, no stories of frogs in the kitchen.
I am Colleen, a mom, wife, sister, daughter. My life is far from boring, despite what I say about it. I keep busy, I have an opinion on just about everything. In my 32 years of life, I've experienced a lot, and have learned valuable lessons.
So-- welcome!
I am Colleen, a mom, wife, sister, daughter. My life is far from boring, despite what I say about it. I keep busy, I have an opinion on just about everything. In my 32 years of life, I've experienced a lot, and have learned valuable lessons.
So-- welcome!
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