I have the blues. It makes me not too fun to be around. I also tend to shut down.

I’ve been fighting sleep in the manner of a belligerent toddler for over a week and I don’t know why. Then my alarm goes off and I’m grumpy about it because technically, I don’t have to get up. I make myself get up. I make myself clean up. I make myself dress. I make myself go for walks. I make myself eat. I make myself do everything. I got tired of it yesterday. But I still made myself accompany Weasel to an appointment, cycling there and back. I didn’t make myself take a walk additionally because I was so tired. I wanted to do nothing today. It took me hours to work up the ‘make me’ levels necessary to get to the grocery store. I was so pissed off about my behaviour I made myself take a walk after I got back.

I just wish I wanted to do these things and I didn’t have to fight myself every step of the way.

Weasel, Doodle and I saw The Hunger Games last night. Highly enjoyable. I was delighted to see that Suzanne Collins had screenplay and producer credits, it was obvious she was involved. The casting was superb. I kept getting the plots of the books confused; expected them to be on water when they came into the arena and wondered where the chap from District 4 was. I got back on track easily enough. Was disappointed that the chimeras at the end were not clearly shown as the dead tributes. Excited for the next one.

I’ve signed up for a Netflix trial. I am torn because I am very impressed with their catalogue, but they don’t have the films that LoveFilm does. I have a month to decide what I want to do.

My tablet is awesome. I’ve been able to cook with it several times. I have thrown out all the scribbled recipes I had and I’m so happy. Horatio is going to root it for me when I see him next weekend so I’ll have access to Google Play.

We’re having a little family gathering here tomorrow for my 31st. Then we’re having an extended family gathering for Easter on Sunday. This is following hot on the heels of our family Christmas dinner. Nan was so ill over Christmas we ended up cancelling it in a way. We made it up on March 24th. There was many foods, fun conversations, little dogs, sweet toddlers, Secret Santa and wishes sent up on Chinese lanterns. Weasel was covered in work then exhaustion so was unable to attend, so it is nice to get together again so soon.

While I was gone, I saw the physiotherapist again been discharged. I have a few exercises to do still to build my strength, but my foot is doing fine. I also saw my plastic surgeon and he has discharged me from his care too. My nose is great and my scars are minimal. I saw a vasculitis doctor and I’ve stopped the azathioprine and I’ve dropped the steroids to 7mg. I’m doing okay. I’m hoping some of my grumpy is thanks to adjusting to new medication levels.

We had a house inspection recently too. Our bathroom is being refitted! So very excited!! We may well get a power shower and a new boiler too. We’re also getting the painting repairs. AND!! All new windows! We have aluminium frames on the windows and they collect mould. I clean them all the time, so it’ll be nice to have ones that don’t get so messy. We’ve had all sorts of people coming to give quotes to the landlord.

I’ve started playing Peggle Deluxe again, I’d forgotten what a nice pick-me-up it is. Ode to Joy playing each time a level is cleared does it for me.

Writing has made me feel better too, so here’s hoping I remember that and so it more.