It took me a while to start feeling human after I had my gallbladder out last year. Odd, strange pains in my chest, stomach problems. Just weird.
Spot’s had his urinary problem (still working on it). My old computer pretty much crapped out (it just got harder and harder to work on, it was so slow and stuff started dying). Money’s been really tight (which is depressing, don’t feel like doing very much).
The Disney meet is next month, I’m getting stuff ready for that. Next year will be the last. I’ll be sixty, it will be the fifteenth meet and I’m ready to step back and relax.
I’m hoping this next year I don’t feel like I’ve got a dark cloud over my head. I think I may have been experiencing a little bit of depression. I’ve had no energy at all.