Demented Ramblings life is too short to refrain from eating jam out of the jar

25Jan/190

dead from lack of interest

I think the depression has a serious hold on me. It seems that no matter how much wellbutrin I take, it keeps it's hold. Today though, I feel a bit perky. Probably because for the first time in months things at work are going my way.

Life on the homefront is quiet. I'm too quiet, mom says. I just don't seem to have an interest in anything. No craft project has called to me since the wedding flowers, which I think I didn't even bother posting. I made gorgeous paper flowers which I turned into a bouquet with some brooches. But since then, not much of anything. I've even given up knit night. But a big part of that is this newfound driving anxiety that plagues me. Plus, I don't see so well after dark these days. My eyes are getting old.

Man, I'm just a bucket of sunshine.

But last night I was struck with dinner inspiration. I love when I get inspired to use up leftovers. Back over the weekend, I made a standing rib roast. It was delicious but pricey and we only ate about half of it. I thought about making a stew with it, but last night got an inspiration to make beef stroganoff. It's one of the husband's favorite things. Let me tell you, prime rib stroganoff is where it's at! I turned that leftover meat which probably would have been left to rot into another meal, that's awesome.

No recipe, I just sort of winged it. That's my favorite way to cook anyway.