Rebound

but hopefully only temporarily. I appear to have had a couple of off days. I've not really felt like myself this past three or four days and I can't put my finger on why. I don't even know if I need to find some cause or reason or thing to blame - maybe it's just the drugs balancing out. Interesting that my first reaction is to try and point the finger and work out what's bugging me, instead of just accepting that I could be having a bad day.

I had a really good weekend in the most part. Friday evening, I took some photos of bees, hung out with Mark and Kate and Leo for a while after work, wearing the little man out and wearing myself out in the process! I had an early night listening to 2001: A Space Odyssey on audiobook. It's been years since anyone read me a story in bed, and I'm totally hooked on audiobooks now. I've seen the movie a few times and never read the book - I'm about three-quarters of the way through and it's utterly brilliant.

Saturday I lounged in bed for a while jabbering with Tess before getting up and going out for a walk around Great Brickhill woods with Tracey. That was a lovely time - mostly sunny, great conversation, wonderful nature moments and some good photos. I'm so pleased we got out, she's great company and I needed to get out of the house, this being only the second walk in four weeks. I've totalled about eleven miles in a month, which is rubbish. I must get out more... come on weather, sort your shit out!

Sunday was lazy. I was supposed to be walking with my folks but got a call ten minutes after waking saying dad was sick and the walk was cancelled. I didn't complain and put 2001 on again before getting another couple of hours sleep. I lounged some more, watched some TV, ate, watched some internet and listened to some more book before napping another couple of hours. I ate mexican chipotle pork with Sophie, watched Dr Who with her which was pretty good, emailed Tess and went to bed with 2001 again. A reasonably good night's sleep apart from a dream about my dad saying I couldn't go out walking with them again, it was too much hassle. I specifically felt really rejected and dejected. I was woken by downstairs girl coughing repetitively, apparently to get her mum's attention. I need new earplugs, although it would have only meant another 25 minutes sleep but I think I could do with the practice of getting my head back down and taking as much sleep as I can squeeze out of a night.

*yawns*

Anyway, meh. I might go to Mark and Kate's again and hang out with Leo this afternoon after work, of I may go and cook and watch a movie as I'll have the flat to myself again this evening. Or I might walk. We'll see what the weather does. Maybe I'll do all three, that'd be fun.