Spring Mani…zzzzzzz

I haven’t posted in what feels like forever, or at least way too long. So much going on with the pack, the grant writing class, and Spring with all of it’s knotted events. *deep breath* I guess I’m in an adjustment period, weaving in the new aspects in life with the normal, day to day happenings.
My bipolar has been in manic the last few days. Its Spring. This Spring has been a little different, as far as the bipolar goes.
Most Springs bring a hyper, happy mania, and, honestly, I have somewhat been looking forward to Spring this year for that reason. Fall and winter left me feeling zombified so the natural cycle energy would have been a really awesome relief from that. The mania this year seems to be leaning more toward the angry, snarky side of mania without a whole lot of the high levels of endless energy. Then Saturday rolled around.
I walked the dogs longer and farther than normal. Great for them (yes, and me, I know), but this left me with my left leg hurting from the ankle I sprained a few months back all the way up to my butt. This definitely slowed me down quite a bit for the rest of the day.
Yesterday, I walked the dogs further than normal, though not as far as Saturday. Leg ok. Then off to the laundromat. Back home, put laundry away. Hang our bedding and the dogs’ bedding over the fence to catch some of that great purifying, cleansing sun. Throw everything out of the travel trailer and clean it like its a murder scene. Put everything back in, completely organizing in true OCD fashion. Remake our bed and the dogs’ bed as if there will be an inspection. Reorganize shed. Reorganize and clean deck and yard. Somewhere in there, I worked on my grant writing classwork. Oh my! Its 8:00pm!
Today, I’m exhausted. Its 9:30am and I’m looking at my dogs, knowing I need to walk them, and they’re looking at me with those sad puppy eyes as they attempt to use their Jedi mind tricks on me. I want nothing more than to crawl back in bed and sleep. I can hear my pillow whispering sweet nothings at me.
Dear Spring Mania that empowers me every year to accomplish the gardening madness I love so much, where are you?

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