the less said about yesterday the better

I didn’t say it.

Not a lot.

But better.

That’s enough…..

I do hope so

So it’s the 31st. Today was hard. I thought I was getting better and I tired to behave as if I were but I got worse as the day went by. I hadn’t eaten a solid real meal for ten days so I cooked one and couldn’t eat it. I nibbled a bit and threw it out. Terrible waste of food. I’m running a fever again, can’t stay up to the witching hour. Enough!

My time is up.

Tomorrow I will pretend it’s a new year and a new blog and I won’t be here.