How Long Was I Messed Up?

Wow, I keep seeing how far back I was "out of it".  The Pella contract guy came to measure our doors to make sure that what we had ordered on Saturday was going to be the correct measurements.  There was one detail that had been bothering me about what I *thought* I remembered the representative saying and it was something I did not want.  We went outside to look at the outside of the back door, and I asked him what color that was going to be.  He said white.  I told him "No, no, no, no, NO!".  Oh my God that would be hideous.  I told him what color it needed to be and he agreed - it was the same color as the trim and all of our window frames AND, would match the back of the house!  The door would have been the only white thing on the house!  I mean, can you say "duh"?I would never, ever have agreed to that in my right mind.  I am so surprised that the Lamictal withdrawals started THAT FAR BACK, although Mark told me he thought it had.  He said I was acting very, very weird while the representative was here, like I didn't care what we got, if we even got new doors at all.  But I didn't recognize my lack of caring at all.  Then we went to the front door, and I was quizzing him about EVERYTHING, every tiny detail.  The handle of the inside door?  SO very wrong, it would not have matched the handles of all of the rest of the door handles in the house - brushed nickel!  But you know, now that I'm...
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