He’s a Maniac, Maniac On The Floor….

He’s a maniac, maniac on the floor
And he’s crazy like he’s never been before
He’s a maniac, maniac on the floor
And he’s crazy like he’s never been before

OK, so I changed the words and I’m dating myself but, it reflects the past couple of days. It’s funny that I think I’m doing great and then in reflection I realize I’ve been completely off my rocker.

Let’s start with yesterday. Anytime during the day I would have told you I was doing great. No, not great. Damned fabulous! I did the laundry, did some chores, spent an immense amount of time on the net and then I started cleaning and rearranging the bedroom. We had stuff stacked all over. Each day I had to dig through a pile of stuff to take my clothes out of a storage container. I decided yesterday was the day to do it all, no doing a piece at a time. No Sir, No Siree. I started pulling everything out and piling stuff on the bed. Then I decided to clean the tops of the bookcases above the desk so that I could put some of the items, such as books, up there.

By the time Maurice came home I was physically exhausted and in pain from twisting my body into a pretzel to reach things. I practically collapsed and showed him all the work I did organizing shelves and such. Do you think he appreciated it? Hell no. He barely glanced at what I did with the shelving and the piles of junk in the corners, then he looked at all the stuff piled all over the bed and said, “What are we going to do with all this?” Can you believe the nerve? How dare he not bask in the glory I had achieved by slaying our bedroom dragons. I could only look around, look at the bed and reply, “I haven’t figured that out yet.” For his own sanity he made me relax while he took over most of it. At the time I had no idea I had been trying to take on the world.

The earliest I usually wake up is 9am. After yesterdays whirlwind I woke up wide awake at 6:30 am. That should have been a sign of trouble, but no, I assumed I was going to be much calmer. After all, I was up with the sunrise and what better way to start the day? We drove around in the morning shopping and I thought I was doing well, but he kept telling me to relax and breathe. Damn, it irritates the hell out of me when he does that. We had a picnic with a group of friends, but then the ugly manic monster reared it’s ugly head.

Once home, Maurice asked if we could watch a show he ordered on Netflix. I told him, sure, just give me a few minute. It was somewhat later when he pointed out that the way I was looking at the computer screen that my mind was going nuts.

Now that the minute has passed and an additional 239 minutes. My evening meds have kicked in and I’m falling asleep. I guess we’ll have to wait until tomorrow to watch his show.

  5 comments for “He’s a Maniac, Maniac On The Floor….

  1. November 11, 2008 at 03:42

    This is great info to know.

  2. Zathyn Priest
    May 5, 2008 at 08:46

    I’m sorry, Bradley, but I have to admit to smiling quite a bit through that post. It reminded me so much of myself during manic phases. Cleaning the house to within an inch of its life, mowing the lawn, rearranging things, writing like a man possessed then looking back once things have calmed down again and being stuck by that ‘I was off my rocker’ thought. Thank you for the comment left on my site – I’ll add yours to my Blogroll. Please let me know if you’d rather I remove it.Best Wishes,Zathyn

  3. Bipolar Wellness Writer
    May 5, 2008 at 07:36

    Bradley,The problem with mania or hypomania is that it can spiral out of control. Maurice is right about breathing. Also, meditation works, and so does peaceful and relaxing music.Over time, I’ve learned that rather that “going” with the hypomanias, it’s a good idea to try and slow myself down. And it truly works.Of course, there is a value in manic cleaning–just kidding.Susan

  4. May 4, 2008 at 16:18

    They weren’t really difficult, Kim, just kind of crazy. When manic it frequently feels good, but doesn’t at the same time. Hmmmm, not sure how to explain it, but I’ll keep trying. At least I got some chores done.

  5. May 4, 2008 at 14:35

    I am sorry your past couple of days have been so difficult Bradley. Is there a bright side that you cleaned up the bedroom dragons? Should I give you our address? We have dragons throughout our house 🙂 jkTake care of yourself*hugs*Kim

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