Aaaaand...

...relax.

The bathroom is totally finished and paid for and I've had my reward of a Glitterberry J2O so I can recover from the last 6 weeks until Sunday now.

The walls are still wet so I'm gonna try and hold on to my bladder for as long as possible, but I think I've earnt a long-awaited me-friendly creamy drinking chocolate now.

It may not seem like much to be proud of, but I've juggled so much over the last month (exactly to the day) and I'm still alive and reasonably sane and literally all that's left to do now is the electrical stuff for the central heating.

I feel reasonably safe living alone now and I'm coping better than I thought I would, so that's OK.

Unless something is happening tomorrow that I've forgotten about, I'm gonna indulge in a wash, 2 slices of choccie toast for breakfast, soup for lunch and more drinking chocolate than ever before throughout the day.

Too much has happened since Steve went in to hospital on 11th December 2022 and there have been times when it's been touch and go, but I'm still keeping my head above the calmer water and the water temperature is nice and warm instead of freezing cold now.  I've been through a few storms in the last year and a bit, but I'm still alive which was touch and go a few times, but I'm still breathing and feeling proud of myself so I'm gonna use the next 3 days to recover ready for next week.

Time for my first hot choccie for 2 weeks now I reckon.