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I hate being depressed. I hate it not just because I feel miserable, but because I have no real reason to. I have friends who have any number of things wrong in their lives and friends with actual chemical imbalances that they do (or do not) take medicine to control. Me? I have a good family, a stable existance, and a husband who loves me very much. I am in good health. So whenever I get depressed, I get a nice whammy of guilt on top of it. So I doubly/triply hate being depressed. Unfortunately, my hatred alone is not enough to make the situation go away.

Whee!

Went to see Cars today. I liked it very much and want it when it comes out on DVD. I kind of want to re-watch it in the theaters, in fact, but will have no time for a while. The film also reaffirmed the desire I've long had to someday take a trip all along Route 66. But Wonderful Husband and I laughed when we came out of the theater and the first thing we saw was a cardboard standee for The Fast and the Furious 3. Because it's all about the drift. Really.

Worked on Edel's vest today and finally it's cooperating. Of course, even after four mockups, I still had to have Wonderful Husband stick voodoo pins in me for where to take in the side seams and a bust dart. But that's in the morning, and maybe putting the zipper in as well. And tomorrow after work I'm making a quick stop at JoAnn's to pick up embroidery floss for tassels (since, even though I've inherited like a billion skeins of embroidery floss, they're all different colors) and three 1" styrofoam balls to use as the tassel bases.

So for now, I'm in bed so that I can wake up early and actually get some work done before going off to the salt mines of Kessel....