Slow Start

So far the year has got off to a slow start.

Not that I'm complaining -- I'd rather have one of those starts than the downhill at 700 miles per hour kind any time. But it takes some getting used to.

I am finding it really hard being on my own at the moment, now that the kids have gone back to school -- hence the dog -- he was supposed to keep me company. I just don't think anyone told him that. And not every mental health professional that I have worked with in the past has chewed my furniture. Having said that, he's more reliable than most, better looking than most, and generally pees outdoors.

I guess we can't have it all.