I’m really not in much of a better place (pain and mood-wise) than I was yesterday. I still have a lot of sciatic pain in my hips and legs, and it’s getting me down. My sore throat and bronchial cough are not responding to the medicinal dose of cherry schnapps that I administered just before bedtime last night, so that isn’t exactly cheering me up, either!
I tend to a few minor administrative tasks that are on my “To Do” list, and get them crossed off. I then spend an hour or so replying to a number of messages that I have received on social media over the long weekend.
I prise myself out of my seat to take the dog for her exercise, but without a shred of enthusiasm.
It’s my wife’s youngest brother’s birthday today, so this evening we drive over to Spixworth to take him his present and card. We return to Southrepps in time for me to self-medicate with cannabis, Hobgoblin beer and Dalwhinnie single malt before heading to bed.