Here I am, I have skipped a few days again and not even made up for the gap the other week yet.

Well, I went to the daycentre on Thursday and got told of the new opening hours, something like three hours a day, oh well. Then I went to town as usual.

Nothing really happened on Thursday.

Friday - Yesterday, I woke up depressed and distressed, checked at the daycentre for post, went to a nurse appointment, she did my inhalers and referred me for a doctor's appointment next week.

I had a surprise when a homeless man who had been aggresive and rude to me for months came over and apologised and shook hands with me, and we sat and chatted and I was reminded how much I miss my role of listening to the other homeless people.

I slept better last night, it was 10am this morning when I was woken up with a cup of tea.
Today has been quiet, the dog has had three walks and a bath, I did one walk alone and one walk with my friend and he did the other walk, so the dog is well walked, the dog also got a bath because the last walk was long and muddy.
We made a cake, a chocolate fudge brownie cake, and we had roast dinner and watched movies, domestic bliss? home? hm.