Post 376: Getting worked up inside and out.
Keeping busy is one sure fine way of how to stop beating yourself up—until you stop.
The shredding was done and bagged and sitting there in a neat ball of completion. Happy days. Now what am I going...
Post 375: Dinner at the pub and Anima (x3) meltdown!
We were just about to leave the house for dinner out when I remembered the sick note I should have already sorted out before now.
Bless you. Thank you. My guests decided quickly that it was more i...
Post 374: A clean up and wax.
When I am gripped with the determination to do something, nothing can stop me but my strength.
I know I said that I would start my exercises today to start the rehab on my right shoulder—I didn’t really rec...
Post 373: Confusion and tiredness.
How is it that last week I had so much energy and this week I’m struggling to get out of bed?
Can I really have used up all the calories? Surely not with all the lovely chocolate abounding.
Yesterday’s...
372: Save one last dance for me,
(By Dysfunctional Dave)
I want another flick and toss,
Just one more fighting chance,
It’s not the end of life I want—
I’d like to tell the boss
I didn’t choose this stupid end,
...
