The leaves on the trees are opened much, much bigger and wider this year than last. I took this picture exactly one year ago today, and difference is striking. It’s been such a warm winter, it frightens me. Global warming, the myth, and all that.
Today, Barbra Streisand is 70!
I went to work for a while this morning then came home to work here. I had a craving for McDonalds. Carole followed me right down that muddy path and we both ate it. We’re a bad combination in that way for each other. But today I’ll be glad that she doesn’t and I don’t drink or smoke any more. We haven’t for a long time.
And menopause is making me sick. I believe it. Nauseous. My back hurts more than it has in a long time, and the exercises I do when it hurts aren’t helping. My knee pains me and today I made an appointment to go see an oral surgeon to see if he can save one of my very back teeth. My dentist said this guys puts a camera down in the gums and kills all the infection. I asked her how long I will need this back tooth for. 50 years? 40? 30? 20? She commented that if I left the office and got hit by a bus, all my dental work will have been for nothing.
The final report that I was worried about beginning in the end of February is in, but no one has said a word about it. Still waiting, and plotting different futures, and trying hard to appreciate what I have this day.
At my meeting last Saturday, a “chronic relapser” like me asked what everyone does to stay sober. For a chronic relapser like me, I shared my number one strategy. Don’t drink.