Recently I have sunken deep into a depression spell, which has left my apartment uncleaned, my pets haven't gotten any attention and love, and my work has been suffering. I have spent the last week sleeping 14+ hours, lying in bed, and avoiding any responsibilities. Today I woke up and fought hard against my fatigue and took out the trash, washed the dishes, and cleaned my ferrets' cage. Work hasn't started yet today, but I'm amazed how much I was able to do this morning! I still feel fatigued and really don't feel like doing anything, but being able to accomplish something this morning feels like a breath of fresh air