Ah, Steve, I see that you, too, have experience with this malady. I have invested in the largest available box of the doctor’s preferred potion, of which I now swallow 17 grams per day mixed into whatever I’m drinking that isn’t alcoholic. Not sure why it wouldn’t work just as well if stirred into a fine Cabernet Sauvignon, but that’s what the label says.
Dorothy, congratulations on the armistice with the gummint. Over some 25 years of life with a criminal defence lawyer, I learned that official disapproval and/or suspicion ranks right up there with life-threatening disease as a source of stress. I hope you and R will soon feel the benefit of being out from under the cloud.
It snowed again last night and today’s forecast calls for a high of -5 degrees Celsius — cold enough to keep the fresh snow from disintegrating into foot-clogging slush, but not cold enough to clemm the bones. The pain in my nether regions has receded somewhat, so I’ll take a walk today if the sun comes out.