A shed load of plastic started washing up, so probably this is going to need volonteers aplenty. We pick up all the plastic and rubbish on our beaches to leave them nice for everybody. not our rubbish, but we do make art out of it and repurpose a lot of it. the rest goes to the incinerator.
I am beginning to feel liberated from that infernal i-pad. I am pleased I put it in the rubbish bin and didnt sell it on. I wouldnt want someone else to get trapped in the i-pad matrix. I did enjoy following the news on it, but never got done all my projects.
I lived without Facebook and can quite happily turn my inner clock back 30 years, hardly ever use a mobile phone either. It makes my ear burn after 20 seconds and then I get a sharp and then long headache from it. I suppose it must have predictive text. I am useless at that as well. Better than a thick ear and a headache I suppose.
I bought some sports shoes, Puma so quite smart and well made. they were slightly different colours as one must have been gathering dust and sun in a window. I got them for £20, down from £55. I bought a lovely cleaning kit for £14 and they came up perfectly. I also cleaned my husbands sheepskin slippers with it, they came up a treat too. Money well spent then.
I can think of a couple of pigskin suede bags I have that could do with a spruice. I also have an ancient and rather heavy sheepskin coat that looks shabby. That can get a clean too! Happy days with no i-pad to fill. I like renovating.
I purposely bent and twisted the glasses I had been wearing to the psychiatric clinic in one of 'those' moments. Well bent they were! So... satisfying! anyway I had to go short sighted with my own eyesight for a week. I am surprised how much I can see without glasses. Rather liberated on the eywear department. Anyway I realy must try to get back into contact lenses. Having lost weight since coming off Depakote, I am now about 9st 10lb. I was 9st four thirty two years ago when we got married... you never know, I may end up quite slim again.
I am delighted with the Aripriprazole. Its a much better drug for me. I feel like a real person. Not just a shade of myself. The Depakote was the best when it came out. Now there is better. Along with a sort of antihistamine tablet that sorts out all my allergies and gets me to sleep I am on the up and up.
The Dog is amazingly well at the moment. The Husband incredibly supportive. Apart for scolding me for leaving some tissues in a pocket when He put my jeans in with his shirts! Yeah right... dont go there.
I yold him to bog off and check pockets next time. I didnt want the jeans washed. They need mending before washing, I ripped them. Anyway. Its time to unpick them and use them as a pattern.
Funnily enough I bought a roll of lint remover yesterday! I suppose I ought to relent and iorn the shirst and get all the papier mache blobs off them then, nah let Him do it... He will remember to check the pockets next time... Yup, I feel realy bitchy about being told off over a random snot rag finding its way into the washing machine!
Well, back to the psychiatric unit for a checkup tomorrow, and possibly a chance to play table tennis with anyone else still in for a bit of R&R from the rat race we all call life. I am impressed with my new psychiatrist. He is the first one I have had without any psychosis, or self projection issues. He actually seems very normal.
I have got quite a bit done in the garden the last couple of days, cooked a stunning meal today for my Husband, and actually made a decent desert with fructose instead of sugar. A 'No-i-pad-get -going', day!
Berry meruange with chewy caramel berry toffee and fruit compote. Mostly blackcurrant and redcurrent jam for flavouring which my Husband made for me using fructose. Delish. The first time I have made desert in a couple of years realy. No sugar high or subsequent low. So I may experiment with fructose a bit more. The meruang did set, however I think it probably needs the bulking of actual sugar as well. Something to try out again.
Planet Earth World suddenly seems like things are turning out fine in a generalised sort of way. I feel very positive we can all get along fine in future.
Have a wonderful day tomorrow. Every Blessing to You in the name of Christ Jesus. If you havent found Him yet... ask someone you know is a Christian.
A bit later... I was turning over that tissue conversation to God a few minutes ago, and he came out with a cracker. I do like the way He makes me laugh.
He pointed out the odd occasion I pull a tenner out of the washing machine with the laundry... He said they were the random tissues I left in the pockets. He likes having something to work with! A bit of dye coming out of the clothes is useful as well...
Well I never, and I thought it was the random Universe thing!
God sugessted if my Huband complains about papier mache blobs after washing his clothes that He left a £20 note in the pocket of his shorts or something, and it was a fake one otherwise it would have just laundered nicely on 40 degrees!
I pointed out that as the new tenners are plastic perhaps if in his infinate mercy, wisdom and spontinaity, he would like to up the ante and make the soggy tissues I might leave in the laundry into £20 notes now the tenners are plastic.
My Psychiatrist says I always like the last word! Happy days.
I am going to take that as a hint to watch out for fake money. I bet those plastic fivers and tenners dont do well on a 90 degree wash!