The Day After

I suppose it has been a good day, in the end. It did involve some difficult parts, but I emerged out of the other side in a better place than I had started from. 

The first challenge came early, of course. Would I be able to get out of bed after all yesterday's exertion? Would I have to phone Junior to ask him to come to help?

I managed. 

The fridge was almost empty by this evening so I had to use my imagination to come up with a good pasta dish for dinner. My stomach and appetite have shrunk a little recently, thanks to the anti-glucose campaign, so it will be pasta for lunch again tomorrow. 

Pasta Blip...