Decaf is being made. I cant sleep tonight though I am tired. it is only 7:30pm. Hubby is already asleep. No weird reincarnation stories since the week end. Not on this blog anyway. I make a point of doubling my exercice in the day: I now go for two or three walks minimum a day. my mental health seems better. With synthroid it does seem to help as well. Everyone is fast asleep. I have to go take a mamogram. I have what could be paget's disease on my boob said my GP. It is a form of breast cancer. But he has yet to see it face to face. I know it sounds horrible, but I am just happy if I can die before hubby.
Tucked in my woollen throw on the couch