My windows are open.

Do you have any idea what this means? It means it's 74 degrees in Charlottesville. It means that I'm going to wear something other than jeans today. A dress, maybe. Perhaps even shorts.

This is incredibly exciting.

Now, what am I going to do outdoors today? Right now I'm just sitting here, just having rolled out of bed after nine hours of sleep (which just hasn't happened lately... I woke up at 8:30 as usual and gave my body a firm reprimand, and it fell back asleep), listening to my radio station. I so seldom do that when I'm not physically there. Ronda's on the air. She's sounding great, playing good music of the sort I would never play. Jets to Brazil and Huffamoose and stuff.

The psychiatrist guy I saw yesterday put me on Celexa. I'd never heard of it. He says it's basically like Zoloft, only it has a lower incidence of side effects so you can start higher dosages sooner. My insurance does not cover Celexa, so it cost me $73.30 for a month's worth. Apparently there's something the psychiatrist can tell the insurance company that will make them cover it, so I'm trying to get him to do it.

But for now, I'm just glad to be doing something.

Ronda is playing "Are You Out There." She rocks. And I'm especially proud because I'm the one who got her into Dar Williams. Yay... we just made plans for dinner. We're going to do something cheap and outdoorsy. There's a restaurant she really likes that's about 35 miles south of town... it's a beautiful drive through the mountains. And on the north side of town, there's a soft-serve ice cream stand that we're hoping might be open.

Okay. If I spent any more time sitting here, I would be a very silly person. I'm going to go take a shower, put on some summery clothes, and walk down to the used book store on the Corner that I've never visited. And if I feel ambitious, after that I'll walk down to the Downtown Mall and visit another one after that.

There's a bumblebee on my daffodils! I cannot get over all these signs of life.