It is good for me to be busy but you can have too much of a good thing and really, when it comes to bed-time I drop asleep the moment my head touches the pillow.
I am surrounded by boxes - my hairdresser dropped off around fifty this morning - and I try to fill at least a couple a day. I also try to go to either the tip or the charity shop each day. This is my one opportunity to seriously thin out my possessions. When I pop my clogs somebody else will have to do it, so it is best for me to do it now. Today it was the turn of the charity shop to receive three bags full of things to sell.
Today was my first ukulele concert - and it went off alright. The one piece which I felt was too difficult for me - I was able to air strum large parts of it, only actually strumming the C and G chords - and hopefully nobody noticed. The concert was at the Annual General Meeting of the University of the Third Age, which is very popular up here and has a good following. There is a whole range of activities on offer - I enrolled in the book group, which meets once a month on a Monday (a good day for me) and the lady who runs it is going to e mail this month's book title to me.
Nothing is settled yet - I am in limbo - but I am keeping busy; there is such a lot to do.