Yes, trippy.

[theal8r]

Like a frog in a pot of water, I guess. It's funny, I suppose, how we are able to notice that things -aren't quite right- but only through a series of semi-flailing changes get to a more right solution. So, I'm back taking Cymbalta (generic this time), and, aside from the nearly unbearable morning-tummy this week, things are better. Most things, anyway. I'm still not sleeping really well (I could try adjusting to taking the med in the morning vs. evening to see if that helps) and I get extra muzzy-headed toward the end of the school day. I hadn't realized that I had gotten back to the point of every thought I have tumbling out of my mouth, or just how twitchy I had become.

So, there it is.

The garden is growing nicely, and I had to look up how to know when to harvest things (onions, garlic and potatoes). I find that amusing. I'm growing something I really don't know what to do with... Today I harvested a mess of kale, a couple of red potatoes (from failing plants), a bunch of basil and a lovely zuke, which will mix nicely with other veggies for roasting (or pasta sauce, maybe). I also have handful of banana peppers and 2 Hungarian peppers. I plan to make a jamaican jerk marinade with those. Truthfully, I'm not sure what to do with banana peppers... I grew them as a lark, and they are going like gang-busters.

I suppose there's a metaphor in there somewhere.