The day is over for me. Went to the Chiro and that helped. Had a small lunch and that made my tummy feel better, but got home to be ambushed by my son with relationship troubles. He really needed someone to listen, so I kept my dark glasses on so he couldnt see my red eyes, and I invited him in, sat him down, and listened. Simply listened. Sometimes the best thing we can say is nothing at all. I gave a couple of tiny comments, but for the most part, I kept silent and let him work it out in his own head.

Im going to soak in a warm bath, throw on my jammies, and take drugs, and go to sleep! Sleep is one of the only ways to break one of these things for me.

Jack the cat got a new cardboard scratcher so he is happily digging it to pieces, and will soon seek sun. Im so pleased with him.

Good night.