The MOG (miserable old git) is back,
I am back to positivity after a few days of being miserable, feeling sorry for myself and not having the capacity to “suck it up / get on with it” I was not able to put on the smiley face and deal with it so my nearest and dearest got a blast of Mick-bleats and whinges.
Sometimes I have to visit that place before I recalibrate, I know there are vast numbers of people who would gnaw their own arms and legs off to feel as fit and healthy as I am, but sometimes I just wish things could be better.
I would like to thank those who have indulged and not judged my sourpuss demeanour . Cheers
I will share my “Grump amongst the bluebells” moment