I.changed.a.lightbulb.today.for.the.first.time.in.my.life.

Okay, so maybe I still needed help... but at least I did half of it! My room is so much brighter now. Sometimes I wonder if I need a switch flicked on in the darkened recesses of my mind. I've always wished for that lightbulb moment where everything in my life is as clear as day; where life is either black or white, not shades of grey.

Janice made a nice roast chicken for dinner. And then the flat played charades. I think the older we get the more childish we can be. Of course, growing old is compulsory, growing up is optional. It was fun though.

I had almost forgotten what fun meant.