It comes in waves. I will never understand how it is that I am intelligent enough to see it (depression) for what it is, yet I am powerless to just will it away.
The kids are back, or it would be worse. I have to cook the food and clean the clothes and do the dishes. It forces me to move. My tendency would be to come home from work and curl up in the fetal position until the next day.
At least the sun came out yesterday.
I will give you more detail soon.
oh, and BTW - Attention all foodies. You must go see Ratatouille.