(((((Lisa))))) I've got to say, London sounds pretty good to me!
I did a little differently today. I got home in time to eat with W and the younger two (S18 got a job!). They made a nice salad, with salmon and no fat feta. And peppers, and lettuce. It was good (and led to a barely acceptable blood sugar level two hours after, for the first time in two weeks). I watched the last half of Ugly Betty (I can't follow it, everyone is insane), and then Grey's Anatomy (turning into a bit much of a soap opera?) with them. I even sat on the same sofa as W for a while, though I think she subtly moved away (and I wasn't sitting close to start with). And I rubbed her shoulder a little as I sat down. No reaction to that, positive of negative. I asked how she was doing and she growled something like, "not well, but surviving". She was studying, a bit later I asked if she had a test tomorrow, and if it was the make-up for what she didn't take last week during the appendectomy excitement. She said, "Yes, but that's not all of it." I waited, she didn't say anything else. And I wasn't going to prompt her. The kids were there, and there is really very little question where that would have gone.
Anyway, then I did the first 40 minutes of the yoga again, I was tempted to do the last bit, but I think I made the wiser decision not to, just yet. I think I did a bit better tonight, at least it felt like it.
C appointment tomorrow at 9. I am not sure where that will go at all. I think I may feel a little better. Might be because work actually went well this week, but was that cause or effect? Guess in a way it doesn't matter, does it?
