I knew there was a bit of a problem when I rearranged all of my furniture yesterday. That’s the first sign that I’m on the upswing: gleeful home improvement.
Then, of course, I couldn’t sleep last night. Around 2a.m. I finally downed a Lunesta, but five hours sleep is not nearly enough for me. I need nine hours.
My day went OK. I knew I was going to be a little bit off so I was careful about what I said.
Then, this evening, I found out someone at work had made a mistake earlier today. Incensed, I wrote an angry email. A few minutes later, I deleted it. Because I never send angry emails if I can help it. And because what I know to be true is that when I start to get a little manic, suddenly I have all sorts of reasons to be angry. Suddenly, everyone around me is stupid.
And this is when I remind myself, no: everyone around you is not stupid.
You’re riled up.
Time to get a good night’s sleep and hopefully wake up more level-headed in the morning.