I’ve been awake since one ayem and up for 45 minutes; I had rice pudding for breakfast plus a large mug of coffee, so that puts paid to me sleeping – or does it?
Spoke to a girlfriend this morning. Her husband is giving her grief. I am trying to be sympathetic, but she knew she was marrying an alcoholic, and even if he’s dry now the physical and behavioural consequences of his life choices are not allowing him to be a good mate. I am on a drama-reduced diet, myself.
I joined a decluttering group online and so far I’ve removed two bags of clothes from the premises. I am going to deal with the tyres today (the group leader is English). They’ve been sitting in the garage for two years, why not.
