Ah, a good day, a normal day, a day of wellness after a day of suffering. Yesterday I took a pill at 7:30 a.m. and another kind at 10:30, and it wasn’t until 2:30 p.m. that I felt life was worth living again.

It is a sunny day, and one in which there is a date with my sweetheart to look forward to.

I’ve done a few dishes (not all), and swept the floor, and wiped the table and counters. I’ve started designing a web page for the fictional diary, and that’s kind of fun. I am so not a designer, but I do enjoy playing around with graphics and photos and fonts. And of course first thing this morning I wrote today’s entry for it. It is becoming more of a challenge, but I welcome it. I’ve always been able to rise to a challenge; perhaps it’s what I need.

In two hours I am to be ready to go. So I think I’ll go out for a walk now, get some fresh air. Toodle oo!