Zoom! Nine months flashed by!

At this moment, there is a cuddle-craving cat balanced half on my lap and half on my right forearm; her name is Savannah. At this moment, this room with its ancient broadloom reeking of old and new pet pee, is glowing with afternoon light. At this moment, my head is whirling in slow motion with the kazillion things that need doing hereabouts, be it tidying, laundry, dishes, garden clean-up, self-showering, chanting, planning, painting, playing, budgeting, walking the doggirl, and all the rest of the endless chore-cycle.

This week, am shifting time of my daily meds ahead a couple of hours each day, as the dose taken on waking seems to knock me back into sleepiness...want to see what happens if I take the stuff in early evening instead.

Okay. Nine months. Lots has happened. Not much seems to have changed. That is okay, yet would like to create more good development re the usual issues of fitness, cleanliness, money management, social ease and (ironic, given this list:) self acceptance. More work to do on moi, eh, always, as there should be.

So, on withal.