I am really glad that it is Monday because I did not enjoy the weekend as well as I could have. I think there was too much unstructured time and I think this is not good for me. Although I try to stick to some sort of a schedule, I do notice that I waste a lot of time doing senseless things that don't matter and don't stick well enough to some sort of a program. I start to keep less regular hours and don't take my naps when I should and waste too much time behind the computer. I am alone too much too and really should arrange to see someone when the day lasts too long because I spend too much time in my own head.
I had chicken to eat and I already suspected that it really did not agree with me but now I am sure. It made me sick to my stomach yesterday and I do not want to eat it again. Luckily, I have none left in the freezer and what is left over from dinner, I will give to Tyke. What really agrees with me, and never causes me any problems, is fish and from now on I am only going to eat it. Slowly but surely I am finding out what it is like not to have any gastro-intestinal problems at all and once you do, you do not want to settle for any at all again.
I got some samples of expensive eaux de toilette in the mail and put one of them on the short jacket that I was wearing. It was Bruno Banani and the one I put on was called "Dangerous Man." It happened to be an eau de toilette for men but it smelled better than any perfume for women I had tried in a long time. It smelled exotically of wood and all afternoon long I was aware of it. I liked it so much that I looked it up on line to find out the price and ordered a small bottle of it that will be here by Tuesday. It actually turned out to be the least expensive one of the samples.
I think scents for men are more potent and powerful than the ones for women because I could smell this one all day long. Usually, with perfumes, I stop smelling them after a while and eventually become totally unaware of them.
Although I thought I had changed my mind about moving, I am going to go back to my home town anyway. I was only in doubt for a while and now know that it is where I really want to be. I suppose it is normal to have doubt and it really came about when my guest was here and I saw this town and all the special spots through her eyes. Now that she is gone, the spell is broken and I can be realistic again and know that this is not the place where I want to grow old. I am excited about moving again and look forward to it.
Luckily, I had not done anything to jeapordize my position on the housing front and I am still on the waiting list for the 55+ apartment. It is in a very green and spacious working class neighborhood and the apartment building sits on the edge of the forest, only the parking lot seperates it from the woods. In the neighborhood all sorts of environmetally friendly renovation is going on so all renewal is an improvement. Nature is very much taken into account.
Well, I have got to go sleep some more until the sun comes up. Today is bound to be a good day.