This feels crazy, but for the first time in months I'll be sleeping in a clean apartment. Depression and burnout are such a fuck, and it's weird how the right mood can come from strange places.
Last week my landlord called me to say "hey, can I go take a look at your apartment". I felt so freaked out, because my lease is up in the next weeks, and I can't afford any other apartments in town, so I wanted them not to have anything bad to say about it. My apartment was a pigsty, with the accumulated garbage and dirt of 9 months of depression and overwork just strewn everywhere. There were dishes in the sink that hadn't been cleaned in literal months.
I set time aside every day to try and clean something, for at least 20 minutes that I would spend doomscrolling or posting instead. And finally today, I asked a cleaning lady I know to give me a hand deep cleaning the apartment. We took out so many garbage bags, but we made it.
I feel like crying right now. It's the first time I've felt happy and at home in this space in God knows how long.
And speaking of motivation coming from strange places, I've been dogsitting the sweetest dog for the past week, and taking her out for a walk early in the morning and late in the evening has been soooo good for my mental health and energy levels. I'm walking between 3 and 5km with her every day.
When we're not going around town braving the cold air, she just lies next to me on the couch or on my bed and I just pet her while she chills around. I think my friend doesn't let her be on the bed, but I don't mind being the doting friend of the family that gives you 20 dollars, winks, and tells you not to tell your mother.
In other news, I started getting tested for ADHD last Friday, Yay! First round of tests was an IQ test, which felt really weird but whatever. @ReadFanon@hexbear.net, are you familiar with the WAIS being used as part of diagnosing ADHD and/or autism? It felt really out of left field.