I am ok, getting there slowly. The shock is subsiding and the reality sinking in. It still seems unreal and strange but that is to be expected.
I have changes to make, some will be good, others will be less good but I have had so much support from so many friends both in real life and from the blogsphere that I am optimistic there is a light at the end of the tunnel - only if it turns out to be more work then I might just have to beat them up with a tickling stick.
I hope to be able to take the bike out soon, and am exploring doing some yoga classes something which I have always wanted to try but haven't found a suitable class nearby. The local council are putting on classes for the elderly (ok over 50's I lied) and it starts soon so I need to book on it pretty quick.
Holiday plans are up in the air, we had planned to go to Normand in June, and I mentioned to Zeltus (currently on holiday in Southern Spain) that I hadn't done anything other than book the cottage and was going to cancel it when he said he had always wanted to go so you never know what will happen, it's still a while until I have to make that decision.