I'm all dopey, mopey this morning. Went to bed WAY late for me--after midnight--and slept fitfully until I finally got out of bed to see the damp greyness of a fog-covered morning. My knee hurts like hell and I have some horrible boil-like growth on my face that is killing me. Attractive? Oh, you bet. I'm the hottest tamale in town.
The boil-like thing was evident when my nurse was here in the morning. It got worse. I put a bandaid over it before my anniversary date came over. Everything else was fine. I had to go to the grocery store to get some passionfruit juice for a special Margarita I was to make. When I got into the car, the a.c. would not come on. I fell apart then, simply gave up. Things would be what they would be. I'm spiraling.
A night on the boulevard. An outside table on a busy sidewalk at a Turkish restaurant. A visit to the dock where we spent midnight 1999/2000. And then, it was New Year's Eve.
Dry January is coming. I may get a head start on it tonight. I don't have any affection for New Year's Eve celebrations, and I am tired. I will celebrate alone at home watching "Rifkin's Festival" and drinking hot herbal tea. I'll start the new year with a consultation on my horrible knee. I don't know what to do about this thing on my face. Warm washcloths, I guess. I don't think I'll eat in 2023. I may simply fast my way through the year. I've read that not eating is healthy. The body isn't really meant to consume food. I'll be a breatharian. I'll lock myself in a cell and avoid all external stimulation.
Heady resolutions.
Just saying. . . I'm a mess. I'm not fit for human consumption.
And yet. . . .
Saying Happy New Year early as I doubt I will see midnight. I'm glad to read about your January resolution. My best diet advice (short of breaking off teeth) is to eat your big meal at lunchtime and skip supper. It's amazing how much easier it is to sleep on an empty stomach, at least for me.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year to you, too. We'll see what it brings.
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