Despite my fretting, it has been a good Christmas. I knew pretty much what I was getting before Christmas, because that's how Richard and I do our shopping. He managed to surprise me with the chocolate in the stocking (given that I'm eating responsibly again, the chocolate should lasr me a long time.
Once Christmas is over, I'm going to need to strategize. January and February are hard for me, particularly because the weather is so bleak and the celebrations are over. I'm more prone to depression at this time. I will have to find things to celebrate and time to celebrate them until springtime comes with its sun.
But in the meantime, Wingless Dreamer wants a headshot of me so they can publish one of my poems. That's a positive.
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