Good Lord, what a week. Ernie termed it an uninspiring week, and I'll go with that. I'm on medical leave for a bit longer as I try to figure out what's going on and feel stronger. I am definitely feeling better. They're pumping me full of B12 and I've been sleeping an inordinate amount, so maybe that's it. I don't know. Emphasis on DON'T KNOW. I'm trying to get out of the house once a day although I don't think I've hit that mark unless you count the front yard. We did go to Country Arbors yesterday and bought a few plants but I was wobbly and ended up getting so dizzy I had to shove a few plants over to sit on one of their plant tables to rest. I didn't faint though, so there's that. And yet other times, I'm ok. It's all rather puzzling…and frustrating. Add that to worries about work, worries about money, worries about boys, worry about cats. When the hell did I agree to all this? I know the worry is counterproductive to my health stuff, so am trying to keep things in perspective but it's easier said than done, as so many things are.


It's all you can do.


catmint from the garden…all three cats were intrigued.


somebody followed Owen home and offered to buy Cyril. No go, needless to say.