Ok so it’s been a few days now and I’m not blogging as frequently as I would like. I’m putting this down to the fact I’m a little sideways at night, due to starting mood stabilzers (Depakote). I tend to do my thinking, browsing and writing at night and relax, all I have done this week since starting it fall asleep on the sofa almost every evening….. which leads me in nicely to the last day!
Friday evening, I fell asleep reading on the sofa… I got my hands on a book “You Don’t Have To Be Famous To Be Manic Depressive”, which I have found amusing so far (the book didn’t sen me to sleep). The book takes 2 forms, firtsly a transcript between a Bipolar Patient (Manic Depressive) and his therapist, discussing Bipolar thoughts and implications, the secon bit is an A to Z of mental health issues, which is fairly helpful. I half fell asleep on the dofa to save AT as she’s been complaining that I’ve been snoring, shows you how long it’s been since we had the same sleep routine!
I woke up at 4am, a little restless, so wandered upstairs. After much fidgeting and fussin about, AT woke up and was actually not upset with me! We chatted nicely for a while and she showered at 5.30am, 6.00am and our mini-camper Bojangles (BJ) was fired up and we went to fuel up and get a few bits from Tesco. If you think 6am on a Saturday is a good time for shopping, think again, the place is a pit and full of floor cleaners bleeping and generally getting in your way. There’s something about supermarkets that crack me up, the noise, the smells, the people… it’s way to stressful!
Anyways, 7.30am, in the garden on a muggy Saturday morning, eating the compulsory breakfast (2 x tablets every AM with food, to prevent tummy grumbles). I see a massive arse in the air, directly ahead! I live in a small close (dead end). A hot air balloon literally just cleared the trees at the end of the close, a triumph balloon (underwear brand), it has a woman lying on her tummy with her arse in the air, wearing the tiniest knickers. I know this photo makes it look miles away, it was 100 metres at most and as I said it just cleared the trees:-
It was quite captivating, to be the only person around watching this balloon magically appear from behing the trees, then ascend gracefully. It had me sucked in, with the gentle chugging of the gas heaters and the grace of which it carried itself.
Overall it’s been a mega productive day, most of which was invested timewise on Bojangles. The interior of the kitchen area was grotty, like a 1970’s nasty laminate wood, dark and dingy. We managed to pick up some sticky back plastic from a local craft shop, after searching most of the local shops! It was a light marble effect, very light grey with darker grey flecks. You would not believe how blody fiddly it was to do the whole van! It took about 4 hours and although it’s far from perfect and AT and I were in fits of laughter trying to get it straight and as tidy as possible, it definately looks cleaner…. not that it would take much, BJ is 19 years old and until we got him, rather unloved. I also picked up some letters and we officially crowned BJ with his full name:-
