I have to report to wasting another weekend. Usually story, went to a friends BBQ at 3pm on Saturday, sat outside playing with the kids and the dry cider was slipping down a treat. I had intended to have a couple to drink and then be sensible, but once again that did not happen. When will I learn? I broke all the rules, and instead of sticking to my usual fairly weak cider, I was persuaded to drink the strong stuff and then I ended the evening with a couple of glasses of port. Did anyone see me cycle home, I hope not! The one thing I really hate about living alone and feeling poorly(self inflicted or not) is if you need a glass of water or some paracetamol, you have to struggle downstairs and get the yourself. It can be a very lonely time.
It was a great day, managed to catch up with a couple of friends I had not seen for a while. They sold their house last year and moved into retirement housing. I have to tell you they look fantastic, and are really happy. They were a little apprehensive about the move, but they now know they have done the right thing. They love their flat, they think the warden and staff are great, and they are now financially secure enough to live life to the full, and believe me they do. It's really good to speak to people who are able to enjoy their retirement, this is how it should be.
I will be going out again next Saturday, so a plea to all my friends, please remind me to start drinking water about 10pm, I can't spend another Sunday in bed feeling poorly!