Pretty good day, all in all - Got up, took d up for what was due to be her last car boot sale, only to discover they'd given her pitch away to some pushy Valleys harridan in any case: very tacky behaviour. Left there, never to go back. The big walk that Ma and I had planned was a little skewiff in any case, as Dad had decided he didn't want to get up today....at all. So we went up to the folks' place, and walked around the park for a while.
Came home, changed the bed...Spring is in the air and all that...went biking, all that good happy stuff.
Essentially, this weekend has been about life and sunshine and fun and activity and just embracing the world in all its glory...
Except for my Dad, who, by the looks of things, gets blood on a Wednesday, and by the following Sunday is not only out of blood, but out of energy and out of bonhomie. This is not exactly what would be recognised by many people as a "quality of life" but there's positive news on the horizon - Dad has an appointment with the doctor in charge of a clinical trial on April 3rd. Here's hoping he can get some life and sunshine and activity and world-embracing himself.
Tomorrow - still, no UberCommute till Wednesday. So no pre-Tuesday Starbucks fix, and whatever Tuesday tells me is genuine. I'm optimistic, given the week I've had, but as usual, it's all up in the air until the Nazi Scales pronounce judgment.
Still - hoping to walk in the morning before walk, and have a 9AM doctor's appointment - my first re-order of Xenical here in Merthyr. Time to spring forward into a new sense of positivity and optimism and bloody-minded hard work.
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