Falling rain

It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.
Confucius

 It's raining.  That about sums up how I'm feeling today.  I spent the day cleaning and moving furniture around.  The day bed that was in my room now lives in the basement, and the dresser for Boo is now in my room.  She will now be using my room as her dressing room since both kids are getting older.  Someday, hopefully in the not too distant future, I'll have my own home, with three bedrooms.

My whole body hurts.  Probably a combination of the rain we're getting and moving things up and down stairs all day.  I just ache.  I'd love nothing more than to curl up in bed and go to sleep.  Physical pain gets me down.  When my body hurts, my whole being hurts.  Sun is supposed to help depression.  Rain does not.  When there isn't any sun, my mood decreases incredible amounts.  I'm not sure that part of my depression will ever really get better.  It's times like these I wish that there was some sort of magic fix, like the wonderful meds for anxiety, that could turn a depressed afternoon into something better.  Nothing like that exists yet, so we just "fake it till we make it".  Yay.

Step by step, things will slowly get better.  I just can't stop moving, or I'll end up back where I started.