After having been rather impatient today, I am now mellowing again and have been since I took a hot bath. We went for two walks today together and I took two more on my own with Billy only. I am drinking a 5% cider right now, one can: it is harvest stone fruit the flavour- delicious. I don't like the pot hubby bought yesterday: it is too strong so I don't smoke this week.  I also must decrease smokes again by a dramatic amount, if only for three weeks like last time in October. We don't have the money for all this luxury and addictions. 

I have written to my GP who, because of my last rant (crazy) of dying like  a divine saint very soon, thought I was not taking my meds. it is all pot, people. And the terrified fear of bad sickness in old age in truth that makes me fantasize on an ideal alternative. But as Brian said, saints are hard at work all their lives and I am not. LOL.