I wish I was in Macclesfield

Today marks the fortieth anniversary of Ian Curtis’ suicide. I was meant to be in his native Macclesfield today to commemorate. However, the Tyrants have us in Lockdown. England has gradual reopening, already, while Northern Ireland, Scotland and Wales still want us to stay at home.

Nevertheless, I’m learning to cope. I ordered Lavender-flavoured Organic Shampoo; I never washed my hair in the past few years. Now, I’m doing more self-care. Also, I got cotton makeup pads to apply the coconut oil I got last week for my face. The leftover plastic boxes, from the orders of Chicken Chow Mein I’ve had, can be used to store the pads. Those takeaways weren’t such a waste of money, after all. Plus, I also have leftover boxes from the Mayflower curry powder.

Also, happy Victoria Day to all Canadians. Here comes Summer. In this country, it’s wet and miserable; Summer for us. ๐Ÿ˜€

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Sunday

Today is American Mother’s Day. I remembered that when talking to my Canadian friend today; she can’t visit her mum’s grave, because Canada still shuts down the cemeteries. At least weโ€™re making more process.

Last night, I was meant to see an Otis Redding Tribute Act in Belfast. Perhaps I was licking my wounds by having a rough weekend. However, I have come out better. This evening, I will try and bid for the one affordable lot from the Art Battle auction done by Manchester Artists. It’s for the NHS and helping the nighttime economy in that city.

I am on the reserve list for the PPE mask-manufacturing jobs in Magherafelt. If someone chickens out, I might get shortlisted. Fingers crossed.

My brother’s final University exams are this coming week. He’ll graduate next month – no formal ceremony. He’ll be home at the end of June. He deserves to put his feet up once he’s back home.

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Standing my Ground

Yesterday, I ran errands in Cookstown and Magherafelt – I got masks and gloves in Cookstown; as well as A4-sized picture frames, and a downloadable photograph from a Chemist in Magherafelt to renew my driving licence online. Once I did apply online, I felt much better.

Then, in the evening, I attended a Zoom group for my Slimming World instructor- then was awarded my first ever ‘Slimmer of the Week’ award. When all and sundry were pigging out, I kept myself occupied with the internet, conversation and tea/coffee.

But, there is a delay in my mail arriving. There are a few things I’m waiting for which are in limbo. But, they’ll arrive in God’s time.

Holy Thursday today, whenever The Lord celebrated the Passover. I have the Lamb’s blood in my life. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Back on the job hunt

My online tests for the Civil Service recruitment drive was complete yesterday. Plus, I’m applying for two more jobs, filling in the forms this weekend, and also sent my CV over for a job at Victoria Bridge – between Newtonstewart and Sion Mills. Going to any lengths, and all that.

I had contemplated getting a car from a classified on Facebook. However, I was hypomanic then. It was more desperation than sound reasoning.

January has hit me like a ton of bricks. However, success is getting back up again. Giving up isn’t an option. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Man-Flu is NOT an option

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. ๐Ÿ™‚

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.

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July Madness – And a new chapter in my life

The Twelfth was last Friday – the day celebrating the Victory of William III over James II in 1690. As eggs are eggs, there are sectarian conflicts then. A Catholic man was savagely attacked in Kilkeel; while a Protestant Couple from Castledawson were chased out of their home by a Republican Mob. Most in Northern Ireland holiday away during then. I stayed at home. Although I bought groceries at Springisland Store that morning.

On Sunday, I went to People’s Park in Dun Laoghaire for a picnic with a Meetup group. The Meetup itself was run by an American woman who Lectures at a Protestant Theological College based in Carolina. (not sure which one, though) She said she has done missionary work in Africa and is in Ireland to do consultancy for the College.

Yesterday – Tuesday – I signed off the Condition Management Programme. I have now progressed to Antrim New Horizons. If I don’t start with them next Monday, it will be a few months later.

Last week, I was at the Apple Store in Belfast, as my MacBook Pro has a broken r key. Turned out that the MacBook Pro is too old to be fixed. However, I was advised to buy a remote keypad. Then, I ordered a Logitech keypad from Amazon. It arrived on Thursday. Then I had to use DuckDuckGo to learn how to open the battery latch. (Bluetooth didn’t work on my MacBook Pro)

Also, last week, I got to see my Cousin’s kids from Dubai. They were with the seven-year-old son of my other Cousin, and they were playing Minecraft on their Tablets. Being modern kids, the boy from Dubai called his Cousin a, “Douche!” while the girl said, “OMG!” I got some laughs out of that.

 

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