The only constructive thing I did yesterday was to water the garden. Soon after I did that the sky clouded over, and I lost all enthusiasm to do anything. I can't say there were any obvious after effects of my long walk in the hot sunshine the day before yesterday, but I seemed to feel very tired. In some ways it was more fatigue than sleepy tiredness, but in reality it was probably a mixture of both. I was also aware that it was also a symptom of depression, and I did feel sort of depressed. Maybe that long walk on the hottest day of the year was a sort of high that has to be come down from.

  Anyway, I spent the rest of the morning, and large parts of the afternoon, and into the evening, just laying on my bed. In the morning I tried to sleep, and I think I did doze off now and then, but there were periods when I just had my eyes closed, and listening to the sounds coming through my open bedroom window. At other times I was reading, and that consumed many hours of the day.

  I did stop for lunch, but lunch was a frugal affair. Like the day before, I didn't feel hungry, but did want to experience the joy of eating. I don't have the ingredients for a gourmet meal, and I wouldn't really want one....well maybe I do, but I can't allow myself the luxury of all those calories and sugar and stuff. What I did have was just a snack of rice crackers and cheese. It would be late afternoon when I really gave in to my eating desires, and ate a whole pack of sugar free cookies. There are not that many cookies in the pack, and so it was only a semi-gluttonous thing to do.

  I think it was around 7pm when I did and didn't want some dinner. I thought I should eat the least possible after those cookies, and I had also eaten some nuts and raisins during the day. I thought that maybe I would just have a can of soup, and almost did if something so lumpy as Tesco canned chicken tikka massala could be considered soup. I did eat it as a soup. I then followed that with a can of thick beef soup. The latter was well past it's use by date, and maybe had a slight metallic taste, but it doesn't seem to have killed me............ yet.

   After such an inactive day I knew I would probably have trouble getting to sleep, and so I just read in bed until it felt like time to put the book down. That was about midnight, and I fell asleep very quickly. Not only that, but as far as I can recall I seemed to stay asleep for longer periods than usual. It was as if I really did need that sleep. I still seemed to dream a lot, and one dream seemed to be a very long dream, but I feel sure it was a lot of little dreams with a common setting.

  That common setting was a large, and rather posh house. I seemed to be a guest there, but also a bit like a family member. As the dream progressed (or new scenes were serially added) the house seemed to grow bigger and bigger until, on the second floor, it included a full sized bar with drinkers in mid 1900s period clothes drinking in it. One common thread through this dream (or dreams) was that I was looking for a toilet. That was the reason I explored so much of this huge house. Each toilet I found seemed to have some sort of defect or other reason I couldn't use it.

  The surprising thing is that when I finally woke up from the long rambling dream I was not busting to go to the toilet.  I went anyway, but the wee I had was far from record breaking ! I think that was around 6am, and I got up them for a little while. Once again I didn't dare weigh myself, but I did do my blood glucose, blood pressure and temperature tests. All three were very good. To my great surprise my blood glucose was under 8. It was actually 7.7mmol/l - a little over average, but still in the "green zone".

  Now I have to try and decide what I am going to do today. I am definitely going for a shower soon. I didn't wash at all yesterday, and I feel some guilt about that. After that (or maybe before) I shall water the garden. It is with those tow things completed that the difficulties start. The sunshine has turned to just long sunny periods, and the clouds are gathering faster than the forecasts seem to suggest. I find it hard to be positive when it is overcast. I also seem to find it hard to be positive on a Sunday. I guess I am going to have to have a stern word with myself if I am going to get out and do any exercise today !