Hey all! True enough, whilst I've been working fitness has nosedived, probably that's it...and coffeee too MIFLAW, guzzling gallons since I dropped the plonk and I've had the odd fag, which is totally ridiculous as I'm a non-smoker ( I like to think that makes sense in my own little algee world, but realise how deluded iot makes me sound!!)
Back on to my long dog walks at the moment, which is lovely, especially without the shakes, dark glasses, and general feeling of nausea etc...venus that rang right, I might feel pants when I wake, but it does tend to wash away in the shower.
Unfortunately I can only muster the confidence to go to the quack when, as happens on rare occassions, my leg drops off or similar! Pathetic but true... years ago when I was ill, when this mad drinking started rather than the social up front blow outs, my doctor asked if I was drinking too much. I was SOOOOOO angry with him. Of course I was drinking, I had way too much on my mind, but even then I knew it was becoming a problem. I can't imagine going to him now, I might punch his 'I thought so' face!
Meditation sounds good JWN, I'm looking forward to lots of gardening after the move...lots of decorarting, DIYing and packing to do before then though!
Good to have you out there in computer fairy land! Day 12