Two weeks are left on the medication. I've had a wicked bad last couple of days. Muscle spasms, myalgias. Took some extra anti-spasmodics and not I feel dizzy and sleepy. It made driving an hour to the dealership where I have the major work done on my car especially interesting. Compound that with a non-functioning driver's side windshield wiper and the fun just accumulates beyond belief.

Things seem not worth the effort. The boys are both home and I feel so small . I've never been more aware of my sons' vitality. They feel like giants. The house feels so small. In a few weeks they'll be off to Maine to work on their father's cabin. I'm sure I'll miss them then.

Sorry-there's no life with which to write and none worth writing about.