Chirky

Last night Roger and I went on a walk, which was the first time I've intentionally exercised in two months, outside of using my Bun and Thigh Roller or doing crunches.

Last night I also cooked dinner for the first time in three weeks. Up 'til now we've been eating out, eating cereal, and eating apples and peanut butter. For dinner.

Last night Roger announced that he would like to spend some time playing his computer game, because by the way have I mentioned that he is obsessed with his new toy and has even had "play dates" with friends to show them the game and then they call him two days later because they went out and bought the game and are now spending 7+ hours at a time playing it also and calling to ask if Roger can give them some pointers about the development of such and such character?

Ummm, yeah. I guess that's what happens when your wife goes through a depression and can't stand to spend time with anyone. You just find other things to keep you entertained.

While he was playing games, I was popping the first episode of 24 into the DVD player. One episode turned into seven, and for now Roger and I have found a way to peacefully co-exist.

I'm a little anxious for these anti-deps to kick in. I'm hoping they'll solve how sucky I feel as a wife.