That pill that allows me to fall asleep only keeps me asleep for a few hours and then I’m wide awake again. It’s not a real sleeping pill, which is good, because I’ve heard from people who take those that they are very groggy in the morning and that they suffer the consequences of them the next day. At least I don’t have that. I am wide awake after it has worn off and any sleeping I do later, I do on my own. I may as well try and get off it and it is one of the things I will try to do soon. First I have to quit smoking.

The day went well yesterday. Everybody came and went and the Exfactor put the coffee table together without any trouble. It is very nice and solid. The area rug arrived while he was working on it, so we put it in place and then put the coffee table on top of it. The area rug is dark gray and the coffee table is black. It looks good and will look even better when the sofa is in place.

After the Exfactor left. I walked to the flower shop with Tyke and bought two large ivy plants in square, lime green pots. I put one on the coffee table along with a sculpture, so now Tyke can’t jump on top of it. He’s been foiled. He does like the rug very much and likes to lie down on it. It is soft and warm. I put the other ivy on the dining table, to pull the interior together. I do have to make sure that I always have a bouquet of flowers, because it cheers the place up so very much. I have to make a point of that.

I’m not hypomanic anymore. I came down to earth yesterday afternoon and now I am completely calm and sober minded. I hadn’t realized that I was hypomanic until I stopped being it and then it became clear to me. I suspected it last week, but thought I was over it. It’s a relief not to be it anymore, because I was outshouting myself. Making too much noise, having too many stars in my eyes. Now I’m down to a manageable level and I’m going at an easier pace. It’s a more realistic state of mind to quit smoking in.

I like being this calm me. I am almost sedate. At least I’m more introspective and I like that. I’m not on the run for anything. The hypomanic me got a lot of things done, the calm me gets to enjoy them. I can be more objective like this and think about things in a more rational way, without high running emotions. I also feel that I can rest and be quiet and that everything will happen in its own good time. The last thing I want to do now is turn on the light therapy lamp. That will turn me back up.

My sister is giving a house warming party tonight and she has invited lots of people. If only half of them show up, it will be a full house. She’ll have food and drinks and good company. I will make it a point not to drink too much wine. I do have to ride my bike home.

Have a good day!