I am starting to lose track of the days now.  I obviously had more of a routine than I realised.

My computer clock tells me what day it is and the number of stay-alive pills left in my pack ticks them off for me like marks on a calendar.

But it's seriously strange.

Three days a week my milk delivery reminds me that it's either Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday.  Tuesday is marked by a bottle of orange juice as well as the milk, but the other two are anybody's guess.

I was about to haul my bin out to the front for collection, but that's not until tomorrow.  So I've lost a day somewhere

And now there's an hour missing as well.  Just as I was getting used to the sun waking me up it's been reset.

Still, there's a parcel due today, so that will serve as another landmark.

Hey ho, on we go.  Heading boldly into the unknown ;-)

Gyppo

Chilling down now, showers all day today, rather nice again

Really?

deaf

parenthood sucks