
Today, I finally attacked the summer house - all the cardboard boxes are sorted and put in the shed for using up - I really don't need quite so many, but they will run out. the sun was shining, and I sat in my lovely chair and ate my lunch with birds twittering and the cat complaining.. There's a man coming on Monday to see if I can get a wood-burner installed so I can use the space all year round, and this should take away the slightly damp air and mean I can make a space for dismantling machines - very important, as I don't want to drag machines up and down the stairs..
And the physio has finally got me back to the qigong, only a little so far, and indoors, and so no need to be self-conscious - what made that happen, do you suppose? And core strength. I was shocked to find out how little I have left...
Now, it's time for fire, and tv, and a bit of collating-of-orders, which always seems like more work than it actually is.. And a cup of tea. And one piece of chocolate, because I need to be a bit less, but not too much less.
I was recommended to "Well-being" services, but cannot see what I could draw from this. "Living with Diabetes"? I think I know how to do that. And CBT for low self-esteem. Hmmm. I don't have that. What I do is good, I just want to be happier and not broken.
Oh, my lovely man, I wish I could talk to you...
Perhaps I can, here, even if you aren't listening. Bless you and sleep tight...