So much for...

Best intentions and all that. Pff.

OK, so while I am in a vulnerable group, I am not in the group for whom Paxlovid is prescribed; apparently they keep it for blood cancers. The advice from MacMillan's is to contact my GP about the possibility of testing for long covid/ low electrolytes etc.

Maybe tomorrow. Fact is, I am too tired to go to the Drs, I am too tired to even wrap presents. This must get done soon, peeps are turning up tomorrow. Eh. And I should hang lights in the trees outside for tomorrow night; The full monty's not happening but just a little touch of sparkle always helps. But yes, I put these things off for today. So what thoughts cheer me up? I watched Rick Stein's Road to Mexico last night, and let myself fall into visions of sun and sea and cilantro. Isn't coriander a fabulous herb? I knew a fan of southern Indian cookery, who used to make the most delicious coriander spread combined with cucumbers in sandwiches. The taste was seriously happy. I have never been to the Carribean. When I pull back I'm here, another image of me under a warm and prettily decorated quilt wrapped right round me while I half-sleep, fire on, flames laughing at the dark, cats snoring in comfort. Next year I am going to find warmth and light and a new adventure. I am going to drink in lots of sunshine, and move around and smile. I want lemon trees and blue seas, and something I have never done before. And I'm going to be just fine now. I hope we all are.