That whole skin thing threw me for a bit of a loop – and not in a particularly good way. I’ve been pretty glum. I get the pathology results this morning, so we’ll see where we’re at.

I’ve been drinking wine on the past two weekends and in retrospect  this was not a fantastic decision. I’m pretty sure it has contributed to my not great mental outlook. I should write myself a big note to remind me that cake.chocolate.biscuits are better feel-good consumables than wine. 

Plus, birthday in less than a month. Usually such things don’t bother me – but I’m totally on board the “what am I even doing with my life?” train. Blergh. So tedious.

So I’ve been bunkered down with soothing books. I read the first seven Miss Silver books over the weekend. All pre+mid-war, upper-class, pale, delicate heroines and villains who conveniently either suicide or die in a fiery accident (or both!) rather than be brought to justice. All very, very silly and just what I needed – so much so that space-kindle is now temporarily domiciled in Canadia, where he could buy the next three sets of 7 Miss Silver books at CA$1.98 a set. Yes, that is 7 books for CA$1.98. Definitely worth shopping around various countries for your ebook needs.

Apart from shaking myself out of the glum, I also need to reassure myself that spending hours reading and not Actioning All The Items is nothing at all to feel guilty about. Ergh! My brain is so utterly exhausting at times.