Last night was not real fun. So many stressors/triggers happened yesterday that I understand the hypomanic episode. No, there is not any "trouble in Paradise".
I had concerns that the old apartment hadn't been cleaned and I hand over the keys on Tuesday. The maid was late coming. I had taken the maximum withdrawal of funds two days in the row, paid rent, put money aside for our last payment for the year's Star Choice (Yes, my Canadian friends, a local expatriate Canuck, brought a slice of the Great North down to our area with a cool satellite deal!) and paid for some medications that we needed. At the end of the day, I had no money in my pocket. That alone is a major trigger.
I left Memo in the center of town yesterday afternoon and came home. Then the hypomania that had begun earlier went full force. I didn't sleep much this morning (Yes, insomnia kept me up until 4 AM).
I am not complaining, mind you. It's all good. All the stress is temporary until I remember where I am and how happy I am. Then, who gives a phuck?
I am quite fine right now. The sudden daytime downpour has only delayed today's outing. Two more months of the rainy season --- and it's all good.
It's time to get moving......