I hadn't taken my meds yet, and it was generally a foggy brain morning. I was already trying to decide what to do with the day when my husband asked.
Ladies, I seriously damn near cried cause I didn't know what to say and my brain went "MEEP!"
Thankfully, my husband recognizes these moments and reassured me I had all the time in the world to decide and gave me options, which was helpful.
Dreary days are the worst! They rob me of the last molecules of dopamine and serotonin I have floating in my head. Did you end up finding something to do?
I hear you on having some kind of system with your husband. Mine used to ask "What's the plan?" which induced panic and executive function chaos in me. Now he knows to ask a simple yes/no of "Do we have a plan?" And I know it's perfectly ok to say "no" or "I'm working on it" or "You plan something, and I'll tag along."
I spent half the day lost in my phone. π but I did manage to get the dishes done, a load of laundry and I somehow after that found the motivation to clear out one of the many doom piles in my living room. Just took me forever to get going. Made up for yesterday uselessness I guess.
For food decisions I tell my husband to assign a number to the choices and I just randomly pick a number. I also will use my d&d dice to make choices. Reduces my choice meltdowns considerably. π
I love the idea of using DnD dice! Turns it into a game, instantly makes me more interested. Also, you cleared out a doom pileβ½ That's amazing! I'd say that's a productive day, especially considering you also did the laundry.
Now you gave me the idea of gamefying my cleaning tomorrow, assigning little areas/chores that need to be cleaned to numbers and then using my d20 to choose. I'm honestly kind of excited, lol.