Second, I gotta admit I love my friends. I post a picture proving I went off on some half-cocked adventure and barely survived. I title the picture "Somebody, please help," and the caption reads: "Really, I must be stopped." My friends' response? "Cool!"
I'm not being sarcastic. I was very concerned about what I'd done, and all of you made me feel much better (By the way, loopykitten, welcome to the monkey house!).
In fairness, though, I was manic enough when I did it to have alarmed my therapist and psychiatrist into having to give me a stern talking-to and increasing the dosage of my Pills. I can get a little confused about what is important and what isn't when I'm like that.
Isn't it great to be my friend? You never know where I'm going, next!
The weather has been FRIGID these past several days. My biggest adventure has been reading in bed with a big cup of tea. I don't really mind cold weather (I live in Chicago. You either accept cold weather, or you move), but that doesn't mean I run out and play while my fingers fall off . . .
Maybe if you're nice I'll post a picture tomorrow of me in my new Supervisor outfit. It's keen.
OK, really, it reinforces the image that I am a hopeless worker bee trying to pretend he's not a hopeless worker bee.
Peace, kats and kittens. Be well.