Wish you were here...

Having just two icy cold cocktails at night make me a very sound sleeper and last night I managed to sleep 8 hours. I think I could have slept longer if I had not been so stubborn as to want to get up and be in need of a cup of coffee. If two cocktails are all it takes to get me to sleep well, I think they are a very good habit to get into and I am not at all worried about turning into a lush. As a matter of fact, I had a bit of a hard time finishing the second one and left some of it standing on the little table beside my armchair. It shows you what kind of a hardline drinker I am.

 

My ex left behind four unopened packages of expensive lunchmeats, and rather than having to throw them away, I have decided to eat the contents on whole grain bread with thick slices of Gouda cheese and mayonnaise. This only bothers my conscious a little bit, because I didn't buy them and they would otherwise go to waste. I suppose that makes me an adaptable vegetarian. I am realistic enough to not throw away perfectly good food and the sandwiches are very good and filling. I have also decided to not try to be perfect anymore.

 

Yesterday, I discovered that I had a big tube of body mud mask and I applied it to my feet, which were rough with callouses, and found out that this made them very soft. I think if I apply it regularly, it will do my feet a lot of good. I am always putting good smelling crèmes on my feet to try and make them soft, but this stuff is really doing the job. I am sure that there is a product that is made especially for this purpose and as soon as I run out of body mud mask, I will go to the drugstore and find it.

 

It's time to take Tyke for a walk and gently exercise my knee. We don't go for a long walk because I can't handle that. I am being a bit more careful now after having been to the emergency room for the second time.