I did stuff. Yay, me. Not a lot, but still. And I actually went downstairs and got my mail. I have not gone down to get my mail from the lobby without having gone out for whatever reason in a few years. I don’t go out unless I have to, or am doing something with someone else. I hardly ever just go out or even downstairs on my own. There is no real reason for that, except I am weird. So I enjoyed it. Going downstairs, seeing the work they are doing to bring my building back to it’s ‘former glory’. Didn’t know it had former glory, and I could use a new frig and to have this hideous and really old wall-to-wall crap ripped out. Oh, well.
So it dawns on me that since I am better, it is no longer, I could, I should, I ought to. It is I HAVE to go outside. I HAVE to get my mail. I HAVE to reboot my life, or what’s the point of being better? So. I will.
And I cooked again. I made this really good dish I found online with italian sausage, onion, mushers, and a nice cream sauce and campanelle, my fav pasta. Oh, man is it good. Enough for a couple of meals at minimum. Would be more but since I’m really only eating about once a day, I tend to eat more of whatever I’m having.
I am rebooting myself. Yes. Yes I am. I have stated it here, where no one ever sees it, but still…
And this makes me happy. Gareth is ten English monies that I don’t know is it Pounds or Euros or how to type it. But I am so buying him. Oh, yeah.