A rather grand title for what essentially is a combination of two dull facts. One: I replaced four lightbulbs in my house over the past few days - two of which I replaced last night including a nail-biting dramatic hike up a very short step-ladder to replace the porch light, which has been out for... ooh... months! Two: I'm feeling rather cheery, having cheerfully arranged some entertainment for 4 weeks' time.
I said it was a grand title.
The month of September is nearly over. A month ago, we were preparing for our penultimate performance of The Musical! at Edinburgh. There's still not quite the comfort of a month's separation from this event. I've still got to get used to the "real world". I still don't have what you might call a routine. I also seem incapable of waking up. I can only get up in an emergency, which it usually is by the time I leave the bed (not that I'm wetting the bed - not that sort of emergency) more the time that I get up is usually pretty close to "the danger zone" - that time when I'd better get up, or I will be desperately late.
I managed to get a lot of sleep last night, having taken myself to bed early (all the lightbulbs were replaced, so there was nothing left for me to do). I read a book. A rare pleasure. Now my neck aches, from a combination of reading in bed and sleeping for over 8 hours. You can't win!
The task of eating healthily, with a side order of eating lots of fruit, is still underway. There's a plenitude of food being eaten, but it's all good - if I can couple it with some exercise, that would be good. Indeed, if I can't, that would be bad!