It’s dull (with some sunny periods already) but warm. I’m hoping for some rain because we need it. The gardens need water; I’ve had to do some watering already, and it’s mighty early in the year for watering.
I watched Toast last night (on Prime) and quite enjoyed seeing the screen version of the book I enjoyed reading very much.
I’m about to go on a walk about with Her Highness. Walking her is my favourite thing to do of late. Nothing else happens really, I turn another page, I put another log on the fire, I try to speak, I chase birds off my newly-seeded lawn and I wait for evening when I can be a slob on the couch.
Tonight: The Great Canadian Baking Show and The Seaside Hotel (that I tape because it comes on too late).
I met a lovely woman who’s a neighbour yesterday. Our conversation got started over her spiffy new red electric bicycle, and as we talked she revealed that she, too, was a writer (journalism) and suffered a breakdown. “Me too,” I said twice, so she invited me to get together. I’m going to take her up on her offer once I get my shot.
I hate having pain. The pain in my foot is nasty and recurring but I cope. My new problem, back pain, is my biggest problem because when I get a spasm, I have a seizure. I feel angry, useless and defeated, so all I want to do is sleep. Me, who lived for decades on four hours of sleep each night, slept for twelve hours last night, and a million things that need doing around here go undone. I’m hoping that my energy and ambition returns with the warm and sunny weather.