THE phone rings and wakes me up..actually, I had already been awake – just having a wee snooze before getting up 😉

It’s the mental health nurse for my ‘phone consultation’, but she’s a half-hour early, hence my unreadiness for the call.

We have good chat and I get Margaret to have a wee blether with her too…we decide it’s best if I go back not he happy pills. While I’ve been feeling fine, I have become increasingly impatient and intolerant. Not quite anger management state of affairs, more ‘level of frustration and annoyance’ management that I need. The happy pills seem to help with that. I’m on the lowest dosage and it doesn’t bring any hazardous side effects or harm.

There’s a some work to be done on the first phase of Will’s glass-making website and I spend most of the day on that, venturing out to the garden to do some finishing work on the bar and tidy up some other stuff.

I’m back in the studio working on Will’s website when Margaret comes over to say she’s gonna head to Betty and Joe’s. We’ve been invited for dinner..I have a couple of quick things to do and will follow close behind…

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