Eleven Years

I often feel unbalanced and not just when I forget to take my medications.  I never seem to know whether I'll be sharing a home with Hyde or Jekyll.  Jekyll has been around today which is nice since it is our anniversary.  He bought me a massage table for my gift.  It will be nice to have that little thing that holds your head.  I'm assuming this means more massages for me, which is a nice gift too. 

However, I'm a big loser.  All I gave him was a card.  I never know when I'm going to be lambasted for spending money.  I don't know if I hurt his feelings because I didn't buy him some new rifle or shotgun or some such or if he's really fine with it.  Unbalanced you know.

Also, he asked me to be sure and call as I was leaving work heading home.  So, I did.  Well, I texted because I have sort of gotten to where I do not like to talk on the phone for any reason.  You know how you have these jobs at work that you put off and put off because you hate to do them?  For a lot of people, it is filing.  Well, mine is returning phone calls.  Hate it, but I digress. When I got home he had fried potatoes and onions for me.  Now this may not seem like much but it meant a lot.  I love fried potatoes for one thing but I hate frying things to the point I don't do it at all. 

What will tomorrow this evening bring?  (Tomorrow is too far in the future for any mood predictions.)