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When I noticed I was slipping, I resolved to make sure I was following all of my routines--something most people who are being treated for bipolar disorder are aware that they should do when they feel that they are heading toward either depression or mania.
I have so many routines! These are the important ones: wake up routine, morning routine, medication routine, work routine, after-work routine, sleep routine (this is not a joke), workout routine, diet/meal preparation routine, cleaning routine, sorting through mail routine, bill paying routine, and, last but not least, the checking and updating my calendar routine.
Today was a good day. I successfully completed all of my routines, and I feel stable. I was sure of this after dinner. After work, I went grocery shopping and prepared a really good meal using two recipes from Weight Watchers. My boyfriend and I enjoyed pan-fried chicken breasts, a spinach-feta saute, and some potato salad. Kind of a strange choice of side dishes, but my boyfriend is a really picky eater, and I know he likes potato salad. I am thrilled whenever we eat the same food, because if I cook something that doesn't sound good to him, he will eat a Hot Pocket instead of something healthy.
Earlier this month, when we visited our friends out west, they asked my boyfriend if he wanted them to have any particular foods ready for him. He asked for Hot Pockets and Mountain Dew, and he ate that meal whenever whatever they were cooking didn't appeal to him. I'm glad he doesn't only do that when I cook! Anyway, tonight was really nice. I enjoyed cooking, spending time with my boyfriend, sharing a good meal, and realizing that I am definitely not depressed.