Good morning everyone. Welcome Home Angel.
I know it's only JUST the next day, but thought I'd give you all a surprise when you log on later this morning. I'm off to bed shortly.
I have been in self-imposed exile since Friday night/Saturday morning because I didn’t want to think about drink. Sometimes reading about it gives me the urge for a wine. I haven’t had the computer turned on at all. I was determined to get to Day 7 again without hitting another bump.
This is Day 6 and I will say I had 100ml tonight, which I am not counting. I have let that 100ml sit in the cask in the fridge all week and have not touched it, which I gave myself a very well done for, seeing as the cask was the first thing I saw each time I opened the fridge. I drank it tonight/last night because it’s bin night and the cask had to go out with the trash. I drank it as a final farewell to the wine. I needed to do that and whilst I did enjoy it, I didn’t want any more.
I have spent my week rescuing dozens of starfish. I have come to the conclusion that starfish beach themselves on purpose for a rest beneath the sand. (Although I must do some research on that conclusion.) Those ones I leave alone. It’s the ones who have surfaced from beneath the sand onto hard sand, too far from the water, that I place back into the shallows. Most of those re-bury themselves in the sand in the water. Some walk or swim out deeper. So there you are Angel, a new lesson on Starfish behaviour. Hope you enjoyed it.
Actually yesterday was a little scary. There were heaps of live jellyfish swimming around my feet. I’ve never seen them alive before. I then started using seagreass mounds to get to the shallow water, rather than wading into the water.
Apart from my beach escapades, I have been relaxing and reading and doing a few other leisurely activities around town.
Sorry I missed you last night Ronnie, was watching Lost. I kept coming back in the ads, but didn't see you there.
Hope everyone has a good day.
Love Pan xx
I know it's only JUST the next day, but thought I'd give you all a surprise when you log on later this morning. I'm off to bed shortly.
I have been in self-imposed exile since Friday night/Saturday morning because I didn’t want to think about drink. Sometimes reading about it gives me the urge for a wine. I haven’t had the computer turned on at all. I was determined to get to Day 7 again without hitting another bump.
This is Day 6 and I will say I had 100ml tonight, which I am not counting. I have let that 100ml sit in the cask in the fridge all week and have not touched it, which I gave myself a very well done for, seeing as the cask was the first thing I saw each time I opened the fridge. I drank it tonight/last night because it’s bin night and the cask had to go out with the trash. I drank it as a final farewell to the wine. I needed to do that and whilst I did enjoy it, I didn’t want any more.
I have spent my week rescuing dozens of starfish. I have come to the conclusion that starfish beach themselves on purpose for a rest beneath the sand. (Although I must do some research on that conclusion.) Those ones I leave alone. It’s the ones who have surfaced from beneath the sand onto hard sand, too far from the water, that I place back into the shallows. Most of those re-bury themselves in the sand in the water. Some walk or swim out deeper. So there you are Angel, a new lesson on Starfish behaviour. Hope you enjoyed it.
Actually yesterday was a little scary. There were heaps of live jellyfish swimming around my feet. I’ve never seen them alive before. I then started using seagreass mounds to get to the shallow water, rather than wading into the water.
Apart from my beach escapades, I have been relaxing and reading and doing a few other leisurely activities around town.
Sorry I missed you last night Ronnie, was watching Lost. I kept coming back in the ads, but didn't see you there.
Hope everyone has a good day.
Love Pan xx
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