Yesterday was somewhat of a perfect day. I woke up and did almost four hours of work. Then I went out for lunch with my Mum. We went to this little cafe on the coast. The wind was whipping and howling, the waves were crashing and the sky was dark. People were coming into the cafe to shelter from the weather, taking comfort over a warm coffee.

It’s a quirky little cafe that I frequent often, The Wild Fig in Scarborough. The kind of cafe where tableware and chairs don’t match, and fake grass lines the walls. It’s got the best food. Beautiful textures and flavours. The kind of stuff you wouldn’t make at home. After a divine gnocchi I ordered their famous chocolate pudding. It was heavenly!

Then we went out into the cold and the wet. I raced down to the beach from the carpark to get a photo of the weather. This is what I got.

The wind was buffeting against me as I stood precariously on top of a ledge to take the photo. I was laughing, trying to keep my balance. I made it back to the car just in time, before a deluge of rain hit.

We then drove to an Indian grocery store. I stocked up on ghee and a range of beautiful fragrant spices for the curry I am making this weekend. I discovered it was so much cheaper to buy spices from the merchant than in supermarkets.

Finally we went home, Hubster and my sister were caught in a rail breakdown and were both very late home from the city. So my mum and I looked after both the boys and I made a minstrone soup for everyone.

Some days, no matter how simple and seemingly innocuous, are just perfect.

I also made the decision to come off my Saphris. I’m not happy with the side effects I’m having, they are having an impact on my life. I’m conducting somewhat of an experiment. I’ll come off the Saphris, and if “the People” start bugging me too much I’ll go back on the drug. But the way I see it, I’ve had “the People” around for a good decade or so. I know what I am in for. My psychologist told me I may never be completely free of “the People”. They might always be there, I just need to learn to control my reaction to them. This is something I am working on.

I did find it hard to get to sleep last night. I’m so used to taking the Seroquel and Saphris and being knocked out. Last night, with only the Seroquel, I tossed and turned then fell asleep naturally. I had forgotten what that was like.

Let’s see what tomorrow brings.