made it through another day

Bedtime is such a mix of relief and anxiety for me. On the one hand, yay, I made it through another day (and a longer day at that) but on the other hand, I have to do it all over again tomorrow. And in between, time keeps passing me by.
I feel a little better now than I did three hours ago. Well, of course I feel better than when I first looked at the work situation. Duh. I will think about it tomorrow.
Tonight was night two at the higher dosage of the Cymbalta. I feel the buzzing a little bit. I feel something akin to anxiety, but I tend to get that at the end of the night when I'm not sure if I'll be able to fall asleep or not. And I start to worry about my fiance going to work. But lucky me, he doesn't go to work tomorrow, so I don't have to worry about that right now. Hopefully I'll be able to fall asleep.
My fiance did notice that I was actually looking at a fashion magazine and asking his opinion about things tonight. This is only significant if you know that I have been letting my magazines pile up for months now. I just haven't been able to read or enjoy things like I used to. But tonight, for a little while at least, I did!
I'll stop here while my musings are still positive.