I only got an hour and a half of sleep last night. The night before, following the BBQ, I sleep for over fourteen hours. Problem is, I need caffeine to keep me going during the day. Routine is still a challenge for me.
Tomorrow is the Fourth of July. To America! The cause of, and solution to, all the world’s problems. 🙂
Perhaps in order to find substantial work I would have to move closer to Belfast and commute by bus or train. Nothing to see here. 🙂
Looks like I have another Summer Cold. My cleaner will be coming over in a few hours time to sort out stuff for me and then I will get a shave and finally get rest before getting up early tomorrow for a Meetup in Dublin. The things one has to do to get out there. 🙂
I have the runniest nose on the planet and my accent is hard enough to understand as it is without a sore throat to boot. Being ‘dosed’ (as we say in Mid Ulster) is not a good position. I have used up all the Manuka Honey I got from Holland and Barrett three weeks ago just to soothe my throat. There is only so much tea and so many Co-Codamol tablets I can take.
Also, my driver’s license renewal; for change of address; is delayed further by the need to fill in both a psychiatric and neurosis form which arrived in the post yesterday. First thing this morning I sent them to the Mental Health unit in Cookstown for my Shrink and Occupational Therapist to fill in. So much paperwork in this country. Bloody bureaucrats. :@
Now I have to floss my teeth to protect my gums. Another forced exercise for my Asperger’s brain. Some of the gaps in my teeth aren’t as obvious as others.
On a more positive note, I unearthed mum’s slow cooker; a wedding gift from 1978 which hasn’t been used in roughly twenty years; and have a pork chop cooking. Sprinkle the bowl with Worcester Sauce and cook on high for 3 1/2 to 4 hours. Had one back in Friday.
Still smarting from a Weekend from Hell, culminating in the Patriots winning the Superbowl. :@