Sunday, 7 March 2021

Soaring Folly.

Hello on this beautiful and sunny spring day. Spring has definitely arrived although there was still a chill when I went out for the paper this morning. So what to say on this glorious day? So much has happened in the last 2 weeks.

My mood has been soaring at times. And as so often happens I had a lot of fun but didn't make the best decisions. If and when the crash comes it could be bad. But crash hasn't happened. Today I'm calmer and more measured. The curious thing is I am still struggling for motivation to get up and do anything and the exact opposite of manic, chronic anxiety, has come too. Strange bedfellows.

I woke quite anxious today, dreams of mum tend to bring that out in me. As we approach the 9th anniversary of her death at the end of this month she no longer haunts my dreams as she did for so long. Well at least not as frequently as she once did. But today she came back and as in life I was powerless to help her.

Yet it passed and I'm feeling stable now. I did the washing, some cleaning and the recycling despite the sheer effort it took. I have clean sheets. I went for a walk. I've had no wine so far today. And rare roast rib of beef is on tonight's menu. Looking forward to that.

Yesterday I had my first vaccination. All went smoothly, I didn't feel a thing. And thus far no ill effects. Sarah was not so lucky. She is feeling rotten today so I wish her well.

After what seems an eternity I have booked a week off to have a rest. Okay so there is nothing to do and nowhere to go. But I need a break. Dad turns 84 that week so hope to do a video chat with him. He is fine as are Miriam and Nigel. In these troubled times that is the best we can hope for. After yesterday though I feel a little safer although I don't want to return to campus until the vaccine has had a couple of weeks to build some immunity up in me.

With that I will leave you and return to Cosi fan Tutti and just relax before cooking. Have a good week everyone.

I Heard a Voice.

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