I’ve done it, I’ve made it through another Christmas moment through the mountain of food I don’t want to eat, the presents I didn’t get and mr lupus’ good friend raynaud’s syndrome knocking at my door. How is it that just when I am starting to feel better, to reclaim the ‘me’ in all of this my fingers and toes start to let me down.
mr lupus always seem to have ‘a little’ something up his sleeve to throw me off course but on this occasion I am refusing to take the bait and thermal, battery operated gloves is helping in the scheme of things. I get to wear big thick gloves that warm up in the house, how cool is that. I’m not sure that they go with my striped pyjamas but sometimes we just have to forget about fashion and go for comfort.
I am the one in control here (aren’t I) and as soon as I manage to wriggle out from under the duvet I will continue on my quest for world (even if it is just mine) domination.
Until then I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas!