Another Christmas done and dusted, I feel tired and sore and I am just about ready to go back to bed, despite only being out of bed for 10 hours today. On a good note, I ended my t.v viewing with the first of three part series of Great Expectations and it was so great that I had forgotten all about the cup of tea that Nick had made for me. Thankfully it was still warm but being so late I hope that the caffeine doesn't keep me awake.
I hope that everyone had a safe and happy Christmas. Over the years I have learnt many things about this time of the year and the main thing is just feeling content. Let the good times stay in mind and let the snarky comments ride off of our imaginary feathers back into those murky and bleak puddles of ill heartedness. It is close to another new start of another new year and I have been working very hard over the last 7 months to get back on my feet. I have had many 'ups' over the last week and some 'downs' and at the moment the painful feeling of being hit by a truck sort of down but I am going to tuck myself away in bed with the blanket on and the last few pages of A Christmas Carol and try again tomorrow, and if tomorrow doesn't work out.. well.. then it doesn't work out but I can't go to bed on a negative note, what if the negativity of it all sets my new day to a bad start. That just may be the ocd talking.
Well, I am just about falling asleep here but I wanted to take a quick moment to write, clear my mind of some of this madness and hope to god that tomorrow is a brighter day and on with the post holiday clean up, even though there is not much to clean up to the non ocd eye and being hit by the mental truck has left me wrapped up in emotional bandages and cosy blankets.