A Day in My Life

My days are nothing if not all the same.  In fact, one of the first things I do when I wake up is try to figure out what day it is.  I feed the cats, take Rupert out, dose Madeleine.  Then, usually, it's straight back to bed.

When I get up the second time, I take Rupert out again, then sit down for computer stuff.

The rest of the day, I knit or read.  There's almost always a movie or TV show playing on the computer.

Some days, there are doctor or therapist appointments.  Some, I need to go to the grocery.  And, honestly, that's about it.

I'm, basically, the poster child for an out of work depressive.