This feeling of freshness I was looking and longing for this afternoon has arrived: thank you musical cd of tibetan chants heard. Hubby and I played a lot with Billy and his plush toys: downstairs and upstairs.  Billy is now lying on the floor by the couch where I always sit. Whiskey  has taken over, for a while now,  the couch in the other room since I moved here in the front living room since october or november last year. Every so often, I go back to the den for a short time. I have not done that since christmas or just before.