Is it over? Has everyone gone? Didn't it go quick?
Mr F is back at work after the holidays and I am here in the company of a mournful looking dog with a sore ear.
Happy New Year. No promises, no resolutions.
However, I intend, somewhat cautiously, to be more chilled out this year.
For the second year in a row we had a family bereavement, on top of a monstrous workload, and I'm determined nobody is going to die or be overworked (especially not me) this year.
That's a good start, innit?
Not Only, But Also, on New Year's Eve the wheelchair service rang to say I was top of the list for an indoor outdoor wheelchair. I'm pleased of course, (again, with some caution) but a little miffed too, because I just answered the new question on my profile rather succinctly...