Yet again sleep eludes me so I thought I would see where words take me. Of course it would actually help if I turned off the telly and computer, went upstairs and got into bed. I just have this thing about going to bed. Esp at night. When I am working I far prefer working nights and sleeping in the day. Nights are more fun anyway. I think I am being a little bit naughty as well as I know that lack of sleep makes me feel a little hypo.
So tom I am hopefully meeting up with my Canadian auntie who is over with my uncle. She is fab and is the person I am probably closest to in my family. She was the first person in my family i told about the abuse and she is amazingly supportive without being judgemental. I feel I can tell her anything. We plan to go for coffee then trawl the charity shops. My local high street has some really good ones. I buy nearly all my clothes from charity shops. Tho I was looking at a dress I bought recently and thought wtf, why on earth did I buy this? It is so not right for me. I think i would look like the michelin man in it, it is not flattering. Moral of the story, no clothes shopping after 2 pints of Old Rosie.
The other good thing about charity shops (apart from helping a good cause) is that they are great for bipolars. When you are on a high and fancy a spending spree you do far less damage to your finances whilst still getting some great stuff. OK I will stop going on about charity shops now.
Well I think I am going to try to get some sleep now. Good morning/afternoon/evening/night to you all.
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