More lockdowns announced today, including an end to golf. I haven’t heard about grooming yet. Everything else is easily managed… although gosh darn I’d love to go shoe shopping 🤣 And now no laneway visits at all. The police are being given the authority to pull over vehicles to check where people are going. Wow, the haters are going to be all over that!
Poor Carm though - I feel so badly for him - he lives for golf.
I have had a few spectacularly lazy days! It’s fairly obvious to me now that I was having an extended mini hypo-mania that was bound to end badly, however, I only had a little dip for a few days (nothing to really note, just a low-ness of energy), but now I’m back to more or less normal. Still dancing and singing but not as loudly.
Spike seems to be improving… slowly… he’s consistently going down the 3 steps outside. Yesterday he was on the bed and fell off. Ooof. Poor guy. I wonder if it’s time to block him from the bed?
“April was just beginning, and after the warm spring day it turned cooler, slightly frosty, and a breath of spring could be felt in the soft, cold air. The road from the convent to town was sandy, they had to go at a walking pace; and on both sides of the carriage, in the bright, still moonlight, pilgrims trudged over the sand. And everyone was silent, deep in thought, everything around was welcoming, young, so near— the trees, the sky, even the moon—and one wanted to think it would always be so.”
~Anton Chekov
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