What does it mean, "Last post on 4th November?!" Surely it isn't that long since I added something? Or maybe it is... Well, I suppose the last two weeks have been busy, and the next two promise to be even busier, but I'm surprised at how time has raced past - again.
At last, I seem to have recovered from the loitering cold, and I've been taking a lot of walks, making the most of the days when it isn't raining. I've also been spending time at the holiday cottage, while maintenance has been underway. It won't be finished in time for the next guests, but there won't be anything that they'll notice. The only thing that will be outstanding by next weekend, I think, is the installation of the wood burner. I'm looking forward to that and may well start to spend more time at the cottage when it's free. The dogs have never been there, so this may be the month they get to visit!
I really don't know why the cold lurked for such a long time. There does seem to be one going around that does that, so it's probably not suspicious. However, I still find - or maybe find even more - that if I pick up any cold, bug, virus or even a twinge in the big toe, I worry more than I used to. Is it something unpleasant stirring? Am about to have a recurrence? Or is it those radiotherapy after-effects that they told me could strike up to two years after treatment (and it's still six months till I'm two years post-radiotherapy)?
Having said all that, I've come to the conclusion that worrying is not a good idea. It's more likely to cause problems than the things we fear. So, my aim for next month is to face my worries, pack their bags for them and put them on the train to Not-Worth-Thinking-About!
At last, I seem to have recovered from the loitering cold, and I've been taking a lot of walks, making the most of the days when it isn't raining. I've also been spending time at the holiday cottage, while maintenance has been underway. It won't be finished in time for the next guests, but there won't be anything that they'll notice. The only thing that will be outstanding by next weekend, I think, is the installation of the wood burner. I'm looking forward to that and may well start to spend more time at the cottage when it's free. The dogs have never been there, so this may be the month they get to visit!
I really don't know why the cold lurked for such a long time. There does seem to be one going around that does that, so it's probably not suspicious. However, I still find - or maybe find even more - that if I pick up any cold, bug, virus or even a twinge in the big toe, I worry more than I used to. Is it something unpleasant stirring? Am about to have a recurrence? Or is it those radiotherapy after-effects that they told me could strike up to two years after treatment (and it's still six months till I'm two years post-radiotherapy)?
Having said all that, I've come to the conclusion that worrying is not a good idea. It's more likely to cause problems than the things we fear. So, my aim for next month is to face my worries, pack their bags for them and put them on the train to Not-Worth-Thinking-About!
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