Another day in the procession of days. I really shouldn’t complain, because days are a limited resource and I need to make the most of them. I did a calculation a few months ago, If I live to be as old as my Dad, which I won’t, I have about 11,000 days left. I expect that with one thing and another, including dementia, I will manage about 7,500.
It seems like a lot but I have a feeling that once you start counting down, the total will reduce quite quickly. However, 7,500 is still quite a long time. I’ll just have to stop sleeping in front of the TV to make sure I maximise my remaining time.
I’ve worked out a new dieting technique – having Emmenthal in my sandwiches. It stands to reason that cheese with holes in it must have fewer calories than cheese without.
That’s about it. I didn’t do much today and I left my camera at work so I can’t transfer any photos from last week. The photo is from a few weeks ago but it’s a good general purpose summer photo.
Tomorrow I will try to do better.