Self-adjusted

Tigger rang me tonight, all the way from Queensland. She missed me and wanted to say hello. I haven't seen Tigger in the flesh for some years now, she's been gone an awfully long time.

There are times when a less well-adjusted PWMS than myself might conceivably feel a little cheated by cross with the limitations of doing things, especially traveling to places that are much warmer than their already-too-warm habitual abode.

Lucky I read all those self-help books and straightened out all the bendy bits, eh *nod*