I was hosting a Zoom meeting this afternoon; and two women PMd me to turn off my camera function, due to them seeing me stim on screen. One of them thought I was eating an earthworm. 🙂 (I was using an elastic band)
No quiz for me tonight; an early one, as I only had five hours sleep last night. I am still borrowing my friend’s laptop; he’s my support bubble. Also, I feel exhausted after so long online. I was on Skype almost two hours just because a female friend wanted to put on her lashes while we’re on Skype. (Bless)
I won a Games Night last night on Zoom; run by WAVE in Belfast. My team had a stroke of good luck on the first game. Then I knew the title of a Seventies song; after a muffled rendition of it. (‘Daydream Believer’ by the Monkees)
There may be a mouse breaking the curfew. 🙂 My brother and I helped set the trap; to catch him.
Remember Parkinson’s Law – “Work expands to meet the deadline.”
Over the past few days, I’ve been dosed with a cold and sore throat. However, just during that time, I made chicken in the slow cooker, did the dishes and laundry, mopped my kitchen floor and cleaned the coffee stains on my tables. In between then, I was talking to friends across the Atlantic on Skype. Man-Flu is NOT an option for me. 🙂
There is an issue I have to resolve with a neighbour – which is still on the QT – and I have ensured that my uncle will be there with us to iron everything out. In the midst of all that, I need to keep on trucking.
I’m looking to get back to work, so I’m considering hiring a car to get myself work-ready. 2019 was whenever I crashed-and-burned and have to focus on domestic matters. I’m on my own. Therefore no one can do it for me.
On Wednesday, I have a job interview with Deloitte in Belfast. Tomorrow, Monday, there is an introductory session prior to the interview process. I have learned to suit up, to show up, to grow up. After upsetting others on a Slack channel, I learned to back off and left that channel for the sake of all. I still have difficulty measuring moral and ethical barometers, part of my Asperger’s. But I am learning.
My PIP appeal is still ongoing. However, should I be accepted for the job, the training provided at first MUST be priority number one. This is probably the one opportunity I have been seeking. But, this morning, I scanned the documentation which arrived in yesterday’s, Saturday, mail and emailed it to Advice NI. It’s a contingency plan should I not get the job.
This afternoon I mowed the lawn. Chop wood, carry water.