Wine is so fine

I have felt so crappy all week. The knee thing gets me down. I keep working it up to stronger, and then some stupid shit happens and I'm back to square one. Wine (Rosemount, a red blend) has wiped away my bad mood and helped me feel happy again.

That surgery sounds better all the time. I've been wearing my brace, and though it seemed like a lifesaver on day one, now it's an aggravation. I read a bit about the surgery, and the placebo study I'd read earlier. The placebo study was on arthritic problems, to do with the articular cartilage on the ends of the long bones. The meniscus problems are a different ball of wax, and nipping away torn bits seems to be very effective. But I need to lose weight to prevent further deterioration & damage.

Today I was offered a Saturday class fall semester. That is very attractive. Just one day a week, a few hundred a month to supplement my pension. I could do that. Maybe I will. I'll be here fall semester anyhow, finishing up my yoga teacher certification. I about have that course down to automation anyhow.

Too bad I can't do yoga and drink wine at the same time.