311 - 27.8.26 - Finally

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Lord it has taken forever, but I'm finally over jetlag. The only difference is that it wasn't accompanied by the manic industry at strange hours of the morning. I just was totally flopped over. I finally did the presentation for today and dyed my hair. And applied a facemask. But yes, it has been a week, but the frenetic productivity which usually accompanies was absent. I think maybe I've done these trips too much this year. I certainly had it when I came back the last time. This time - nada. And also nada when I got back the last time.

I have also eaten too much and not kept up with my running. I have put on a pound since my arrival, I can't feel it.

However, on the bright said, I sad Jonathan yesterday. It was a sweet evening at The American Bar. the perfect evening to leave it for the last time. It was the urban equivalent of sitting at the pub in Moville and listening to Wild Horses by the Stones alongside the water. I must get to the sea if at all possible next week.


Well I AM going to Rathlin.

I was in school yesterday to check it out and speak with Blaithin. It was strange to be back. And to have nothing to do with any of it. It was peaceful and calming in its own way. Right. It is almost 7 am. So I should try and do stuff here. I'll call ma first and then I'll turn on the hot water and clean up.

7 am: General clean and tidy

8 am: Start clearing garden

9 am: Run

10 am: School

2 pm: Back here

3 pm: Meet Jemma

5 pm: Dinner with Heidi

It will be a busy enough day. But yes, so much has taken place. It was so nice chatting with Jonathan. It is funny how a lot of my friends have autism. Does everyone have autism? It's kinda mad... Kevin once suggest the Brad also may have had autism... looking back I think maybe he did especially with the obsessive bird thing. Well, that has been a week. It has been a wrap. It was the full moon for the 7th month yesterday night. Maybe the weather will change again. I was told there was a real summer here this year and they had no summer last year. 

I do feel a lot better. Well, here we go. I'll start eating more sensibly as well. I can't keep going on like this. 

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