If I knew my readers a little better I’d probably start off by swearing; really badly. But I really don’t want to offend anybody so I’ll keep the profanities for the cat (he doesn’t seem to mind). I don’t know what the matter with me is, apart from the fact that I’m grumpy – nothing has happened to make me particularly grumpy but then again I suppose even mentalists have normal off days. If you see what I mean.
Anyway, as far as I’m concerned the world can shut its mouth:
Apart from feeling a bit ‘boo to everything’ I’m doing pretty well after the mahoosive ‘bit of a maddy’ on Wednesday. By the time I woke up on Thursday ‘no’ had quietened down and I was able to get myself through the motions once more. Fank gawd for that. Looking back there are a couple of reasons to be cheerful following my ‘moment’:
- I didn’t decide not to eat, despite being in hiding and feeling rotten
- I didn’t do myself a mischief, serious or otherwise
- It passed quite quickly
- I didn’t end up wandering around the outside world in my PJs raving at strangers
As is always the case with these things it could’ve been worse….
My appointment with the doctor today confirmed that the jitters are ‘almost certainly’ caused by the citalopram and that they should ‘pass in (an unspecified amount of) time’. That’s alright then. I’ll tell myself that next time I’m bouncing off the walls and considering jumping out the window*. Told you I was grumpy.
Meanwhile in other news, I sent an email today** and I’m off up to Nottingham for a few days with the folks tomorrow. It’ll be good to get out of London for a while and I’ve a few old friends to catch up with which is always cool.
Beyond that, I don’t have anything else to say for myself today but I wanted to make sure I posted something or it would have been the best part of a week before I did***.
That’s all from me folks.
Love (a rather grumpy but not in a mental way) Wee Gee x
* It’s okay. I only live on the first floor.
** I’ve been meaning to send it for ages – it’s a long story which I’ll no doubt tell in time
***If I left it that long I’d almost certainly give up and go all flaky.