Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I woke up at six am with a headache this morning.  Half an hour later I took Tylenol, and then dozed until eight am.  I don't know if it was part of jet lag or the zombie symptoms I've had all week, but I got up, had a sensible soy shake and fruit, got out the door and bought a baby gift and two new nightgowns, came back and walked an hour with my husband.  Then we were off to see Incredibles 2, and we both enjoyed it.  I'm quite a fan of Elastagirl.  I feel like I'm in gear better now.  I also told my husband I've renounced watching Perry Mason.  I'm done.  It's not just the ham handed acting, though Raymond Burr is always great, it's the terrible commercials we mute and the black and white.  I've reached a tipping point.  I have now seen enough Perry Mason episodes.  For eternity.  I have a stack of books by my bed to read and writing to do and phone calls to make.  Yes, I had jet lag, but now I'm coming back from the living dead, and am going to lose the couple of pounds I gained on the trip, eat better, and walk more.  No more slug.  I'm aiming to turn myself into a butterfly!