Change of Pace

I got up fairly easily at 7:45am. After bathing I watered my pinto bean sprouts and washed my black eyed beans. Angry and frustrated by 9am. Felt i couldn't get into the day. Took full bin bag out(again)...with neighbours. Got to street lane. Told help the aged I wouldn't really be able to make any other day than Saturday; will be in a 1pm all being well. Popped to Starbucks to kill an hour: got a really good book by Stephen Baxter(Timelike Infinity) from the Beige-ists. Ran and caught number 12 outside Flying pizza.
Arrived at surgery for 11am. Waiting Room No. 2: Mum, dad and out of control child. Sat down reading for 15 minutes, but then dreadlocked child climbed in my space; told parents. All the waiting room and decided to climb on my lap. What am i meant to do/say? 'can you keep your child out of my space?' She thought I was moody,'he's only a child!' Grumpy: you're his mother be more assertive. The father looked at me daggers: i couldn't wait for the wait to be over. Why was the child out of control: I see problems ahead in education there.
Start of session was tense. Counsellor seemed tense. Got to simplify my targets and remove the negative aspects. Ended session in better mood. I think it works. I think she's got a way that actually works, she's from Newcastle though: not Liverpool! Waiting for bus in the sun. Want food. Only got six quid: kebab shop.
No! Write this instead!

Only got ten minutes to wait now. Meeting Stephen for a walk around two; after lunch. Need a tenner for Katherine 5.15pm...
So in summary:
Got up at 745am. Happy. Left for street lane 9am. Stressed. Waited for session. 11am. Freaking out. Started session. 1115am. WHAT THA FUCK!  Finished session(and have to record how I am feeling). 1230pm. Better. Waiting for a bus in sun. 1240pm. Much better. Feeling almost summery.


Will borrow dogg for a long walk at 2pm. Need a job. Mum wants me to go to the quiz. Will have to borrow. Not sure I can afford to live in Leeds, but only got until end of June. What to do in Leeds without money? More voluntary stuff.

It's a lovely day: heat on my shoulders. Does that make everything alright? Yep is does.

Nosey woman from corner of McBride Way and School Road asked me if I am still at the high school... What had it got to do with her?... and I was stuffing a large Scotch egg in my gob...1341. She seems to ask me everytime she sees me. She goes into this odd preamble, ready to launch into a conversation, before i get to her. I think she might be lonely, but can't she see i'm on my way somewhere? In all the years we've lived here: since 1989, she's never once said anything to me until this year...

1400 out for a walk with dogg and Stephen Betts. Lovely sunny day. Snoops has tons of energy. Back for tea and bad bad sausage roll...biscuits and a trashy ranch burger. 1730. More tea. Tired.

Can't afford to move.
 

A list of bad food eaten today. breakfast two slices of toast, wholemeal, marmite. Two coffees and one Darjeeling tea in Starbucks £1.55. Nothing to eat from then until 1330. Then 2 scotch eggs, 91pence, two small cheese and chutney sandwiches before 1400. Then long walk. At the muse Stephen Betts bought me a coffee 1545. At 1600 a sausage roll and a couple of Shrewsbury biscuits and a cup of tea. At about 1700 a microwave burger and a couple more Shrewsbury biscuits followed by much water... and a feeling of guilt!

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Paul Scott said…
Get a grip man!!

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