Pheasant Plucker

A backblip and a poor one at that but the last two days have included copious amounts of rich food, so very representative. :-)

Was good to chew the fat, literally and metaphorically tonight with O and M. Retired to my bed quite late and with a hefty measure of single malt in my belly. It was at this point that I made the fatal error of checking "The Oracle" to find an email from G. Common sense would have dictated that I left it until I was less tired and emotionally vulnerable. Not known for having this quality in abundance, I waded in. The result: I shot from the hip. 'Regretted it almost immediately. 'Consoled myself with the knowledge that it is reflective of how I feel and what I believe...just a little (too?) emotionally charged...

'Feeling the weight of everything that's going on at the moment pressing down on me. Need a break in the sun. Only a week to go...yay!