The girl’s a night owl

I’m writing this post late at night. It’s 23:28 on Tuesday evening and I’d do all my writing at this time of day (night, whatever) if I could.

I’ve turned off the big light and my lamp is giving me just enough light to see my keyboard. There’s soft music playing in my headphones and I’m nice and warm and in those early stages of tiredness where you’re starting to wind down but are still alert enough to do stuff.

I don’t think I’ve ever liked mornings. I never quite know how stiff or achy I’m going to be when I wake up, or how long it’s going to take me to be able to do things.

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A trip to the bowling alley

Ready to roll: bowling with a ramp
Ready to roll: bowling with a ramp

Last weekend some of my family and I went bowling as a way of spending Mother’s Day together.

It’s something that I always enjoyed doing as a child and then started enjoying less as a teenager, because I became  more are more self-conscious about having to play by pushing the ball down a ramp. I often felt like I wasn’t properly taking part, or like as I was cheating by not actually throwing the ball.

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Picking up my blue badge

I am now the proud owner of a disabled parking blue badge for the first time in years.

I had one while I was a child and then stopped getting on renewed when I went away to university.

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A confidence boosting appointment

I’m writing this post in my local Costa, sipping on tea and thinking about the week I’ve had.

It’s been a mixed bag. Nothing bad has happened and good things are happening on th CP front, but I’m feeling stalled in other areas of life.

I had an appointment with my consultant this week. This happens about once and year and we discuss the things that might help me progress.

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