19th July, 2023.
It’s Wednesday … and it’s raining>
Well … drizzling: let’s put it that way.
Which makes a change from this time, last year.
19th July, 2022, was the hottest day in the UK, on record.
I’m thankful things have changed!
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I’m tired: partly … ?
Because I went to bed late.
After finishing my last review of The Mandalorian’s third series.
And helping my nephew with his most recent ones.
Oh, and helping him with his Spanish homework.
Oh, at least, letting him use my laptop, to do his Spanish homework.
Either I’m boring, or it was very last minute!
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So … I was up late … after getting up early, yesterday.
I had a Personal Independence Payment assessment, yesterday.
It went well enough: and the DWP, the Department of Work and Pensions, have formally messaged me to tell me I’ll get a message about their decision …
In six to eight weeks.
My internal monologue?
Is persistently telling me I’ve won six thousand pounds (£6, 000): and should start eyeballing furnishings, and a new Mac, now.
Which is poisonous: something akin to a gambling addict’s mind telling him this last bet will win him a fortune.
All I can do … ?
Is to keep very aware of that, not get my hopes up … and try and be patient!
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