Yesterday's blog post had been drastically edited from the original. I am once again having some mild but annoying health issues, and I started to whine. Oh, dear! So -- remove a few words here, trim a couple of paragraphs there, add a photo and taa-daa, nice walks and ice cream!
I loathe whining. Oh, I do it well, as well as most people if not better, and there's a certain dull, childish comfort in it. But it solves nothing, cures nothing and invites hapless onlookers to indulge in well-meaning -- if often half-baked -- quack-doctoring.
The weekend had good points. It had not-so-good points and I'm starting the week with a little uncertainty -- well, so do we all, every week. I shall drink my water and take my acetaminophen and ibuprofen and in all probability, my health will be fine.
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