3 Good things.....well, my computer is not one of them as I'd just written out most of my blog for today and then it deleted it
Anyway - struggling today for my 3 things as I'm at a complete loose end. I didn't have plans for this week - I was supposed to be all loved up with my new fella (who has, in my mind, become creepy guy....gotta love that black & white thinking!) My ex has the girls this week - and has taken them 100 miles away to visit his folks. they will love spending time with their other grandparent's but I miss them. I probably wouldn't have seen them even if they hadn't gone away but it's a lot easier to handle when they're only 2 minutes away. Sigh.....
Anyway - I'm sitting at my kitchen table, having spent the morning reading a book and eating FAR too much chocolate for breakfast.....the plan is i will get cracking with some writing! Once I get started I will be fine but I'm seriously lacking motivation this week.
Anyhoo - 3GT.
1. Had a great time at rehearsal on tuesday night. We have finally cracked the tricky dance we've been learning for the past week (it's only taken 4 rehearsals!) and we all went to the pub to celebrate!
2. got to spend a couple of hours with my girls on tuesday afternoon while ex packed. OK so we spent that time sitting on the sofa watching TV because they were tired but it was nice to cuddle them all the same.
3. I'm helping a woman who's writing a book in which her main character has BPD. She posted on our forum a while back asking for help and I said I would. Nice to be helpful - and I'm glad she thought to ask for help so at least her character should be vaguely true to life. there's nothing I hate more than badly researched storylines. A few weeks ago in Casualty (UK programme), there was a girl who was clearly a bit of a sociopath...ended up electrocuting herself. that was fine - then they spoilt it by having one of the nurses say she was BPD.....there was no need for them to say that, they clearly just threw it in for no real reason.....grump grump
Anyway - that's me for this week. A lonely fat cow sitting at her kitchen table with literally nobody to talk to until I see my therapist tomorrow morning.