A very dull quiet day at the asylum. I processed the mail. Except for the tax stuff. I put the tax stuff in a nice pile. And that is it. But, the good news is, my room is all sort of tidy and normal. Oh and tomorrow is “maid day”. And I do love maid service.
I will now do some yoga and try very hard to not drink my way into AA or eat my way into Weight Watchers (I wonder is it called WW?) – both of which are a distinct possibility here at the asylum.
Most of the world celebrates 4/20; the asylum celebrates 4/01 everyday except Sunday. 4:00 PM being when our bar opens.