Lazy Sunday

It'll be quiet on the blogs today as people around the world watch the Wimbledon Men's Final. No British player in this final of the British tennis tournament - no surprises there.....our tennis players play like our football teams!

So how am I doing? Apart from a couple of enjoyable hours on the high seas in the company of Capt Jack Sparrow,

I am still very down. I don't know why, although I have a good idea.

In respect of the title, today is NOT a lazy day at the Palace - yesterday was my lazy day. A day spent catching up on all that lovely TV I had stored on Sky+. A day when, despite the lure of lots of episodes of Blue Murder starring the delicious Joel Keller, I sank lower and lower.

Today is playing catch-up. Lots of laundry. MB is back from his kitcar racing weekend (probably bringing me more laundry!) and I have tidied and cleaned and changed kitty trays and my pile of ironing is growing.
My car needs to go back to the windscreen place as the sealant has worked loose, and our washing line is on it's last legs. Life, eh?

I may not be leaving comments on blogs, but I am visiting you all. I'm just not in a talkative mood.

As ever, I don't like talking about my condition - but sometimes, well, life just gets too much.....nothing drastic, just the effort of existing is a chore. Perhaps I'll be better tomorrow....or the day after.......or the day after that...

cq