Meandering along

Things have been pretty uneventful over the past few days, which I count as a relief. I’ve just been cooking recipes, watching movies, and going on the exercise bike. I haven’t drank since last Monday, although I haven’t banned myself completely. I think getting drunk in public is now a bad idea, considering how worked up I get about the loud idiots around me. Hmmm, that’s not nice, I should have said “passionate idiots”. 

No debt collectors/bailiffs have come knocking for the previous tenant. Yet. Although the anxiety regarding this matter has been stirring in the back of my mind.

I’ve not done much writing the last couple of days, but I think my cyclothymia has been shifting. As it does. I’ll try and get something done later on today. I seem more inspired in the evenings.

I’m just cooking some homemade chips, but they’re taking a little longer than usual to crisp. 50 minutes is usually enough, but I’m having to go for a full hour this time.

My old school friend and I are in contact all day every day. I even know when he gets up in the morning, judging by his response time. It’s 7:30 am. Or thereabouts.

Did I mention my middle brother texted me to say mother’s doctor believes she’s probably in her final week? Well he did, so I’ve got that coming up. I predict my eldest brother will turn up on her doorstep soon to secure his third of whatever remains of her estate. He is not an honest or decent man.

Right, I’ve taken the chips out of the oven, even though I’m still not completely satisfied with them.

Let’s do this.

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!