Got out of bed this morning a new and totally unrecognizable person. Alarm went off at 7:30, jumped up, stripped the bed, grabbed the towels and headed for the washer. So far I have done three loads of laundry and about to empty the linen closet to run all of it through. Hey, not only washed but folded, hung and put away. Even matched the socks and threw out all the old underwear I was saving for dust rags--who needs dust rags when you don't dust. Cleaned out three closets, emptied the high boy that I am giving to Alcy. Made a run with donations to Goodwill and it is just barely past noon. Haven't been this stoked since I got off Lexapro. Now most that know me have fainted away at this point but I’m still revved and the only thing that has changed in my life is a piece of Lemon Meringue Pie at Alcy’s yesterday. And I thought I had tried everything!