Sunday

Good evening peeps,

Well yes, I went to Church this morning and only got back an hour ago.
You can guess - I got invited out for lunch, only it was a party.

I have had a lovely time.

This morning I got up at 8am after an uneventful night's sleep, as usual I thought there would be loads of time, so I ended up doing some writing. And didn't allow enough time for a shower or to cut and scrub my nails, which were looking bad from yesterday.
If I had known I would be out most of the day, I would have had my shower before I did any writing, this is a daily issue, if I don't jump in the shower first, then time gets low.

Anyway, Church was nice, I listened to my church mates stories of various crisis turning into better news, good. Lets see if I can do that in my life too.
The service was good.

After the service, I unexpectedly got an invitation, I am never expecting invitations, I am always very happy to just enjoy time with my peeps and then go. But all the same, I was invited, and I have had a most delightful time. I didn't get home until an hour ago, and just missed watching Short Circuit, but Mrs Doubtfire is on.

I must get the flat cleaned. And some paperwork done, and yes, I will probably have the whole day off tomorrow. I am pedantic, I think days off are for at home, because I get sea views and drives and cafes as part of my working week, so I like to be at home when I should have time off. I like sitting down and looking at a television and thinking about all the housework and writing I should be doing.

I have had lots of good food and company today, and it feels good, but I am scared to feel good or be treated kindly as I have been, because my whole life is overshadowed by the Church of England and their complicit authorities and the threat to me and condemnation of me.