The cold makes my depression worse. Indoors, if any part of the flat is cold, it makes me feel miserable, so I guess I'll be paying through the nose for gas. It's the same with lecky; all the lights need to be on otherwise it looks grim to me.
I've been sick through the night. Worst of all, I had a day of cleaning the bedroom planned, before the new bed arrived in the afternoon. Sometimes I forget my restricted mobility means I will not be able to lift and move the old bed, assemble the new AND spring clean the room. I was totally oblivious to the fact I can barely change a duvet. I have inflammation of the tendons and a back/legs problem, which restricts what I can do. However, it is a relatively new disability and one that I'm evidently still not used too. In the end, a neighbour sent her teenage son and he was a God send, even came back later with a mate to put the old bed downstairs to be uplifted at 8am.
So, on the whole, I'm feeling tired, in good spirit and looking forward to the 1st night in my new bed sLeep12
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