I went to see a therapist today - it's going to cost me a couple of bob - but may be worth it. Her name is Nina and she really is a lovely lady - HOWEVER, I drove up to the house - very pretty - large property - circular driveway- lawns and flowers. I knocked on the door and when she let me in, I almost died. There are ferrets - a parrot that won't STFU - turtles - snakes - cats - dogs and also horses who live in the paddock! AGHHH!
The house is a pig sty - but oh well - she has a degree from USC and I could tell that she is very smart (but likes too many animals!)
We had a very good session (although expensive) but I know that you would want me to carry on - so I will for a little while. She suggested that I write a letter to the daughter from hell - not that I will mail it - just to get my bile onto a piece of paper. I went down to the Saddle Sore and spent more time looking at the lovely horses in the paddock and drinking beer than I did writing.
Nina's husband died 10 years ago from an aneurysm - he was only 49 - so she understands my grief and she still grieves for him.
I'm watching the Limpits - the women's snowboard up and down the big thing. The Brits are doing useless. Typical!
Spring is coming - here is a pic of the daffs in the front garden.
Will love you forever.
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