I have some time to try and write some sort of a post before I have to take my medicines and take Tyke for a walk. It is early in the morning now and I have been up for a while reading blogs that I had not got a round to reading due to my limited time on the computer. I skipped a bunch of them, though, and will have to try and find time to read those later. I also still have to answer some emails and I don't know when I'll ever get around to that. I do want to guard against sitting here too long and spending more time than I allow myself. The computer is off during the day, that's a rule.
I've had two cups of coffee and now I'm drinking ice cold milk. It's so good, I could drink liters of it. One of the things that make me happy is having the refrigerator filled with milk and knowing that I can drink it whenever I'm thirsty, as opposed to the end of the shopping week when I have to be frugal and make it last and drink lots of lemonade. The lemonade is fortified with vitamins C, B and E and is very good also, so I drink it with pleasure, but there's nothing like a glass of ice cold milk.
The Exfactor arrived here two hours later than he was supposed to and he got here 10 minutes after I decided that he must be lying in a ditch somewhere, the victim of a traffic accident, because I could not reach him on his mobile phone. All sorts of scenarios played through my head until he drove up on his motorcycle. He had slept late and had not thought to call me to let me know he would get here later. Sheepishly he admitted that he should have. It takes him 45 minutes to get here from where he lives, so it is quite a journey, and he can't hear his phone, nor answers it, of course, when he is riding his motorcycle. He rides the country lanes, because they are more fun.
I had checked my bank account balance and found out that I was independently wealthy. Well, that I had more money than I had counted on, which was a pleasant surprise, but that's what you get when you live frugally, so I could afford groceries, which the Exfactor got for me without protest. We unloaded those together with Tyke's "help" and the Exfactor had three cups of coffee total while we talked about nothing important whatsoever. It wasn't about politics anyway, nor about the state of the world. Sometimes you have conversations like that too.
My psychiatrist called and reduced my tranquilizers some more, so that now I'm only taking half of what I was taking before. He said tranquilizers only subdue your mood, they don't alter it, so there should be no problems. I haven't noticed any problems after the first reduction. I am more alert, I do notice that.
Speaking of being more alert. I have finished my book, "Walking Across Egypt" and will now start another one. Because I'm in the mood for light literature, I will read "A Year In Provence" by Peter Mayle. I read that a long time ago too and remember it as being quite humorous, though all the details escape me.
I have to go. It's time to take my medicines and take Tyke for a walk. Then I'm going back to bed for a while. I need to sleep a little more.