1) Had breakfast at 9 am.
2) Spilled a full cup of coffee on the living room carpet. Bugger. >.<
3) Made several phone calls to various restaurants, looking for the best one to take my mother to for Christmas Eve dinner. (This might be her last Christmas, so we want to make it as special an occasion as possible.)
4) Prepared .psd files and started flatting the next issue of MM.
5) Showered for the first time in a few days. (Yes, I'm in one of those periods of depression where even taking a shower seems like an overwhelming sensory ordeal.)
6) Put on laundry downstairs.
7) Got out of the apartment block, also for the first time in days.
8) Walked to the local 7/11 to get some money from the ATM.
9) While I was there, spotted the perfect gift for my MM editor -- a "Canada" scarf, warm and fleecy and black. Bought it.
10) On impulse, stopped at Cafe 22 a block or so further on to have lunch (personal-size pizza and Caesar salad)
11) Went to Radiance to see if I could find something to spend Terri's gift certificate on. Didn't succeed. Still mulling over the "which statue" question. (But I did see some potential gifts for other folks on my Giftmas shopping list.)
12) Shopped at Foodfare, picking up three heavy bags of groceries.
13) Walked back home, pausing on my way up to put the laundry in the dryer.
And that's it so far. I still have to pick up the laundry, clean up that stain on the carpet, do some more comics work -- haven't decided yet whether it will be on MM or HB -- and possibly exercise.
But I feel a real sense of accomplishment, which certainly helps the depression some.