I've bailed on going to the Pride parade for the second year running, as well as skipping a party that I got a last-minute invitation to yesterday. In exchange, I got sufficient time for grocery shopping yesterday, some time to diddle with my new computer, a Sunday morning that is not rushed.
I suppose this is all good. It's hard to be sure, in part because I woke up headachey and phlegmy; still finishing my coffee and hoping that will subside.
And of course, still stressed about the usual stuff: real estate, weight, work, life...
I suppose this is all good. It's hard to be sure, in part because I woke up headachey and phlegmy; still finishing my coffee and hoping that will subside.
And of course, still stressed about the usual stuff: real estate, weight, work, life...