Yesterday was my 35th birthday. It means I made it to another milestone and that i'm now in a new age bracket on questionnaires...
The husband and I went away to Genoa for a long weekend, one of those places that we haven't been, and had a lovely time. The weather was not ideal but good enough for wandering around the mazes of alleyways and palazzi. We ate well too.
Topher Tip: if you're thinking of a trip there, stay at the NH Marina rather than the Gran Savoia. The latter is the archetypal grand hotel by the train station with all the trimmings but it's just that little bit on the edge of town, up a hill, that makes it seem an effort to get back to after a couple of limoncellos at the end of the evening.
Today also marks my return to the office for six hours a day, up from four previously. I can foresee a fair bit of tiredness ahead but i've planned a regime of light gym sessions amongst it all to try and boost the energy levels. We'll see how it goes.
Update: I wrote this on the train this morning and have already skipped a gym session because it's so cold outside!
It surprised me how easily I slipped back into work. The usual adage of 'it's like i've never been away' seems to apply but i'm trying to balance that against ensuring that I leave on time and don't take on more than I can manage. The new skill is making sure I say 'no'.
In health news; my lungs seem to be improving and my leg isn't twitching as much as much, although it's nowhere near normal. But does something become normal if I get used to it? I have a thick thatch of new hair that is exhibiting some curly/wavy tendencies, but nothing too extreme thankfully. I've also had a few twinges recently that have put me on edge. I'm seeing my oncologist this week so hopefully he'll be able to put my mind at rest. I suppose any unexplained pain is going to worry me for a while but I know I have the best looking after me so if there is anything that needs treating, it'll be done straight away.
Ok, the train is about to pull into the station so time to put my notebook away and put on my work frame of mind. I wonder what the person sitting next to me thinks of the guy frantically scrawling away in a little black notebook. Maybe I should start writing a 'list' and see what he does. I can see his name from his ID badge around his neck. Mr Jones, you're next.......
