Introduction

This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Thursday, 23 July 2015

Thursday evening

Good evening,

Feeling tired and overwhelmed.
Sometimes the rebuild of my life is far too big and out of control for me.

Today I seem to have got so little done and still I am shattered, I have been very tired recently, more tired than usual.
Trying to juggle too much, metaphorically speaking.
I am sure if you read regularly you will have some understanding of that.

Well anyway, the car still isn't fixed and the bike is playing up, and I had to debug the computer, etc etc, so that and the exploding hoover and cat litter. What a week.

I have been out on the bike, picked up a prescription for a new inhaler spacer and posted a letter to Germany, been doing university prep and looking at book keeping for my work, and trying to get the computer debugged when it was hacked earlier.

I seem to have got very little done and ended up very tired, well actually I was very tired to start with.

Tomorrow I have the heavy papers and contract work, so I am going to bed soon.
The cat is already in bed, or on bed, and he is going to be his usual nuisance self when i go to bed.

Goodnight peeps.

I nearly forgot to say, I have had a spate of bad flashbacks this afternoon :( horrors of Jane Fisher and her police.


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