Buzz, beer and bathrooms

Still buzzing slightly after yesterday’s impromptu pub session. I had just had one of those mornings where I couldn’t picture myself being stuck in all day, so I remedied the situation. I didn’t overdo it, simply coming home and falling asleep on the bed afterwards. I don’t seem to be able to do my all day and night drinking sessions anymore. That’s been the case since coming off my antidepressants. The tablets obviously gave me a lot of energy. I guess it’s a good thing that I can’t do it anymore, but I keep forgetting after I’ve had a few and spend money on shop-bought booze which then goes to waste. Well, it stays in the cupboard and gets drank another day, but you get what I mean.

A woman in the pub stopped at my table on her way out to ask me about my eyesight. I’m so used to random crazy people interrogating me about it and me fobbing them off, that I failed to ask her why she was interested. I think she may have been visually impaired too. I think she even had a dog, which may have been a guide dog, but I can’t be sure. I did ask the barman, but he didn’t notice due to how busy the place got. Basically, I feel bad that maybe I could have made a new friend, but oh well. Perhaps I’ll see her again. And I use the term “see” loosely, of course.

I’m starting to think I made the right choice in changing my washing routine. As mentioned in my previous post, I’ve been concerned my flat has contracted fleas somehow, but it may just be an allergic reaction to Dove shower cream. I’ve used a regular bar of soap the last couple of days and I don’t feel itchy or uncomfortable anymore, so I’m hoping it’s worked. I may take the list of ingredients to my doctor and see what he thinks I may have reacted badly to.

Oh, I cleaned the bathroom the other day, which I’m proud of. I found myself at a loss, as I was full of energy but didn’t fancy doing any hobby stuff. Perfect! So I just got in there and started scrubbing. I had been leaving it for waaay to long (until every surface was brown), but now I’m trying to get into a casual routine. I’ve set myself a certain time period in which to do it, so that should give me time to psych myself up. I’m hoping keeping on top of things will improve my overall mental health.

Cleaning the bathroom also meant that I was able to get to the bottom of why my shower had dropped in pressure. Turns out the tube that connects the control unit to the shower head had come loose. The whole thing fell out while I was rinsing the tiles and water just went everywhere. Well, it wasn’t quite that bad, but after screwing it back in it was back to its old destructive high pressure. I’m very happy.

I’m wondering what else to do for my birthday this coming week. I’m doing my Disney marathon on the day, but I guess I should treat myself to something else. Maybe I could spend the night in a posh hotel in town. Hmmm, yeah, that sounds kinda cool. I’ll see how much money I have to spare. It would be nice to get out of the ghetto for a day or two. Which reminds me, since I’ve set up a Direct Debit for the lottery each week, I’ve started browsing for nice properties around town, should I win. I guess it should be depressing but, actually, it’s filling me with hope, inspiration and excitement. Guess I have as much chance of winning as anyone else with one ticket, right? Right.

Anyway, I best be off. Hope you are all doing well. Do drop me a line sometime!

Toodles!