Having spoken with the Dietitian with the Condition Management Programme this morning, I am making the following commitments;
1. A food diary – beginning in earnest tomorrow.
2. Slimming World – Thursdays at Brackaville.
Nothing to lose, execpt the weight. 🙂
I have to take a break from visiting Belfast as I need to batten down the hatches, financially. The stress and strain of heading out there for Meetups is getting the better of me. My main priority for now is planning for my car’s MOT. Waiting for the letter to arrive.
My last trip to Belfast was a fortnight ago to see John Cooper Clarke. Most of what he did was exactly the same as his gig in Dun Laoghaire three years ago. Plus, I spent such a long time in Belfast, I had to leave early to get the eleven PM bus back to Toomebridge.
I went to a depression support group on Tuesday. It was in Gracehill – between Ahoghill and Ballymena. However, it was too far away for me and evening appointments trigger my anxiety.
The Condition Management Programme, however, might open doors for me. 🙂
Also, my brother turned thirty last weekend. He got the cake I sent for him on Tuesday.
Plus, I have to depend on the WordPress app for maintenance of this blog. That makes things more difficult.
John Cooper Clarke – Hire Car
Joe South – Games People Play
The Happy Mondays – Kinky Afro
Today (Sunday) I went for a wee spin and ended up heading back to Magherafelt and buying lavender oil at Holland and Barrett. There was a Free Presbyterian Preacher there outside. Ultimately, as a Non-Denominational Christian, I believe that Churches spend too long trying to ‘win back’ the non-believers (fruitless exercise) rather than focus on those who DO believe. (Pope Francis is a prime example of this)
This evening I dosed off until an hour and a half ago. Perhaps God wants me to check out Game 2 of the NBA finals during the Witching Hours. 🙂 Hopefully the Warriors can get the better of Lebron and co again. 🙂
I have also written a letter to BBC Northern Ireland in the hope that one day I will feature on ‘Nolan Live’ describing how difficult it is for young men in my area to find meaningful work after graduation; in this country those young men with degrees struggle to find work whilst those who left school at 16 learned trades and are making a mint.
Saturday was all about the fortieth anniversary of the infamous Punk gig in Manchester which revolutionised Music at the time.
Tomorrow is my brother’s 27th birthday. What do you give the young man that has everything? Just a card, that’s all! 🙂 He’s doing well enough.
Tomorrow I’ll be heading to Dun Laoghaire to see iconic Punk Poet John Cooper Clarke and will, God willing, get the 11 pm bus back from Busaras to Maghera park-and-ride. Hopefully the day will pass off incident-free.
I will vote in the election, but only to make a mockery of the whole process. 🙂 The Victim Class has too much say in this country, alas. 😦
I got my old MacBook back and will hopefully trade it for parts. The guy installing Ubuntu on it couldn’t get the dual boot to work, so I’ll cut my losses.