Sunday

Today was good. I, my artist friend and my Meetup friend, went to Ballyronan Marina for a picnic, listening to a Silver Band and then go for a walk around the NatureĀ Reserve. It was cloudy today. However, the rain stayed away. Plus, I saw a local man I know whose son has severe Autism and had a charity campaign in his name to receive specialist treatment. However, the crowdfunding campaign was closed on Friday. Perhaps, they have got enough.

I’m good to have kept the vibe going. The blessing of the graves went well, yesterday, and I have had quite a productive weekend. Although, it is sore on the pocket. My Condition Management Programme will end in three weeks. Once that is sorted, I will, hopefully, make a commitment to my future employability scheme. Though, all things being said, the European Social Fund regulations and Red Tape make me want to embrace Boris Johnson as Prime Minister with open arms. Even if he is a Buffoon. šŸ˜‰

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Expenses

Yesterday, my car was serviced for Ā£100. Not bad. But, whenever you have very little income coming in, and one is eating into savings, that’s still sore. I feel that I could never get any financial luck.

Also, the ‘r’ key on my MacBook Pro is broken. The guy who fixed it reckoned it was due to dust. But I feel that cleaning my keyboard made the situation worse. I am feeling despondent again.

This evening, I went to another Slimming World class, and I lost another half-pound. But I feel that I want it off NOW! However, I just have to keep doing what I am doing and the miracles will happen.

Exhaustion is an issue fo me. Yesterday, I went on a few bus rides en route to Belfast. While I got home safely enough, I had so much to do at home, I wore myself to the ground. Now I know how difficult it is to be a Single Guy in this world.

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