Sunday and apart from a quick walk in the latest named storm to get such prosaic goods as frozen peas (apt), chicken and potatoes I have done nothing today apart from watch sport and think about about whether my new track suit would arrive. The track suit arrived mercifully too late to think about going to the gym. I have adjusted the contents of my Dosette Boxes so that I do not take some of my medications before my operation on Thursday. I did not know that the daily dose boxes where called Dosettes until I read my pre operation instructions. Apparently I can not take them to the hospital and have to take what I need in the original packaging so that the nurses know what they are. Reasonable I suppose, but I figure I could look after my own regular medication unless something goes wrong, it just feels slightly off somewhere.

My ambition for the evening is to eat and read the letters I have to catch up with. There are still one or two from Christmas that I stuck in the back of my journal and never got to the end of. I should really be framing replies to some of them. As for anything else it will just have to happen or not. However it would be nice if the builder badgers returned tomorrow to complete the work they are doing. The other challenge is to decide if I am brave enough to ring someone and ask if I can join in at a local writing and publishing fair. I will see how I feel.