I woke up pretty early, but decided to sleep late. I had a dream where I was in a block party- kind of a comic festival somewhere in Helsinki, and I was kind of freaked out. In real life, I would have been happy and content.
When I woke up, I was thinking of having another pyjama day, but decided to get up anyway. Coffee is my motivator.
I took my morning medicine, had a wash, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and ate a decent breakfast, and did the everyday facial muscle exercises. The only things I didn't do was flossing my teeth because I had three interdental brushes left, and doing hand-, neck-, and foot exercises. I have been thinking of doing every single one of them every day, and also doing stretches.
I was terribly angry and moody, and quarreled with the delusions. I took one tranquilizer, but it didn't help me.
I wondered why I was so angry, I had had a decent breakfast and I had already got my period. I was worried that in my anger, I would do something that I would regret later.
I decided to head for an urbane adventure and then go to a couple of museums, but decided to head back home once in the capitol.
Once back home, I took out the trash, hoovered the floor, and tidied up the bathroom, out of boredom. I have been thinking of taking up both Wednesdays and Saturdays as housework days.