I was rather overwhelmed by the end of the night, there were a couple of relationship snags that hurt, and I also reached the point where people being lovely to me did my head in a bit. I woke the next morning in a sweat, with an overriding concern that planning to have two parties in the one year (this ice cream one and a big one later on when my sister returns home from overseas) was simply the height of narcissism, which set off some self-loathing mess. I’ve had a pretty quiet weekend since, just settling down again. The next day, Rose and I went out to an animal/pet expo and I got to pat a snake.
That was pretty cool. I also bought a very large wheatbag for using when my back pain is flaring, like it has been lately in the cooler weather. I’m spending more time in the bath and in bed at the moment, resting up with bad joint pain. I now have a small collection of wheat bags to warm up my bed and snug around different limbs and joints. It’s making a difference so I’m staying pretty philosophical about things.