I literally went straight to bed after writing last night, with a handful of obligatory chocolates and my book.
I curled up and slept like I was dead. A benefit of sobriety, I cant be more grateful for.
We all woke up around 7 and the weird mood of yesterday was hanging on to my jama bottoms, so I bundled up the gang and we headed out to an early National Trust by us.
Well. We all loved it. I never realised my SD would be so fascinated about the house, picking out the portrait of Henry VIII, asking volunteers questions, doing the quizzes.
We did the welly walk, climbed trees, solved riddles and my husband shared an old german fable. We then had attempts of creating our own fables, laughing as we went. Then to finish off an Autumnal picnic on a beautiful lawn with the lovely colours of the leaves surrounding us.
I feel so up and down at the moment. Yesterday was really low but then today I’m flying. I wonder when it will die down and level out. Did anyone else experience the same?
In other news our cat went out last night at his insistence and hasn’t come back just yet. I’m not too worried just yet, my other cat used to be an explorer but my SD and husband are beside themselves. I’m just about to head out round the block to rattle some dry bits with my SD.
Happy sober Saturday