Hello stupid o'clock in the morning, it's been a little minute since I was up writing my blog at this ungodly hour, but here I am. Bad gut again, wonderful. Its one of a couple of reasons, diverticulitis bout, something I've eaten, or more than likely because the brand of medication has changed again. I know its not always possible for you to constantly get the sane brand of pills, but them not being the same does affect my gut.
So I'm up with Kev, who always gets up for at least an hour every night, Willow on my knee, purring like a motor boat, happy to have her hoomans up and around while she is at her most lively.
I'll give it half an hour and see how I go, before resorting to anything other than water, sometimes it just needs it's bout out. I don't like taking meds unless I really have to.
Anyhow, my last Sunday off was nice, Kev went to work and Willow and I had a lie in. After which I did my exercises, a few chores then had a few hours at my desk doing some pages in both dyalog and my square art journal.
Willow had cuddles after lunch and I watched a couple of videos on the Dandelion club. As usual time evaporated and Kev was home by six pm.
Pottery Throw Down was on and Charlotte nipped round, we watched that together and chatted, then had a quick couple of games together. We didn't go to bed until 11pm, and here we are up again at three thirty am... Hopefully my gut will settle in a bit and we can both get more sleep. At least we haven't got to be up early so we can lie in to make up for any hours of sleep we lose.
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