If you're anything like me, you will have joined Moodscope and been intrigued by the score system. Flip the cards, make a choice, have your hand held at the end when your results come in. If you're anything like me, you might also have fallen out of love with them at some point.

I did. Some days I couldn't bear the hard evidence of my low. And so, I would skip it. Jump straight to the blogspot where I could hang a note in the tree for someone to read and read a note that someone had left there. The contact was good. The contact meant I was not alone.

Life has recently morphed into being, at times, overwhelmingly busy and I haven't always managed to keep up with everyone. It's not that I don't wish the contact but just that I am having to be a little strict with myself in my attempts to keep balance.

Inevitably, I still surf lows and highs. Daily. I've decided to prioritise doing my scores. When I look back over the words I included in the graph over the years, I realise they are very helpful. Very telling. Useful whether it was written yesterday or last month. (The sections lying empty, where I didn't enter evidence, are frustrating.) The lines showing my ups give me hard proof I can return there, the lines showing my downs give me hard proof I've coped. The lowest score points remind me I'm not there but that I have been and I do not need to fear it. Experience is the biggest cushion there is.

If you are keen to progress, or even just monitor, then keeping a daily score really is a strong tool for that. In my humble opinion, The Hawthorne Effect is living and breathing. Shall we?

"What are the scores on the doors?"*

Love from

The room above the garage

A Moodscope member.

*catchphrases from a family game show on TV in the UK when I was a thousand years younger than today.