Hmm… with or without you

Ciao!

I open with music clip above, because it is class and I love it so much.  Half an hour of supreme sounds.

I do realize however, that this may not be ‘up your street’, so I link you to another act who have been around for a few years, but are a new, pleasant discovery for myself. ‘This is the Kit’ are right up my street and hopefully yours too.

I type without coffee (we’ll see how it goes), as I feel that I have maxed over the past few days. I received a ‘LOL’ response as I emailed the following picture of coffee, to an employer (voluntary work), at 10pm (UK, GMT time). I was trying to prove that I prepared correctly for work.

I am undecided whether or not to expand the story further. If you get more this week, then this story relates.

We’ll see…

I have managed to accept the fact myself, I predicted years ago.

slow-cooking, i just can't stomach it

Although it was forced on me in my rehab home, and I thought I could accept it, having bought and used a ‘Slow Cooker’ myself, I just can’t face preparing an evening meal, after breakfast in the morning!

My next note refers to my dismay.

I'm crossing the road, waiting for the lights ...

… and yet again a family just run out into the road, slowing down to cross, and it is dark!!! EEEK!

Do people get amused by taking their life in their own hands, in front of a wheelchair user? The amount of people that ignore traffic lights is quite amazing. It is only now that I have no choice but to obey them, do I recognize the vast numbers of fools!

The following couple of notes both refer to the importance of positivity.

I go down the street and no matter how bad I feel inside, I always wear a smile, which enhances things, always :)

It is so important to emit a positive vibe in everything you do. Smile

It works. By realising your positive impact on others, it enhances your own mood to. There is nothing more negative than seeing some other wheelchair user because most look so depressed. But, I am weird in that I find this positive, as i know I am the complete opposite. Hmmm...

Those notes were made as I was about my town of birth, Kingston. I faced this fact by noting it. I realized that most people about town change. People grow up, and move out to live their own life, with whoever, wherever…

I haven't left. I am in my THIRTIETH year, and I am still here!!... One day...

I got two buses back from Richmond to Surbiton, this afternoon. Both, as expected, were fairly busy with schoolchildren, however, on both there were passengers with their dogs! Now, ok it might be me, but this seems a very lazy way of ‘taking the dog for a walk’. I am in a wheelchair, parked in the specific wheelchair space, and it seems that now ‘because of me’ there is nowhere for the dog to sit!? It is a fiercely competed for area of the bus, by dog owners, mothers and prams, schoolchildren, OH AND WHEELCHAIRS!!!

Grrrr. It is ok, because I know the rules, as do most, and I usually win as I bring my own seat!