I've been living on my own for 3 weeks now, past the point where you start going bonkers. Another 3 weeks to go. The dog and I are sick of the sight of each other.
I've just had a bottle of the home-made German style lager. Six months ago, when I bottled it, it tasted rough. But it's come good in the meantime. A bit hoppy for my taste, but if you drink it on an empty stomach, you almost get an effect.
I planned to do yoga and read this weekend. So far I've done neither. Pathetic! But if I stop blogging I can do some stretches and warriors right now.
Bugger it, I just burned the curry while I was blogging, then spilled some of the bubbling mess on my toe. I should never have started a blog. Now I need to scrub the pot and start again.