After explaining to my neighbour, I’m genuinely disabled, with broken ribs, struggling to walk & harassed by scum bags every day.
I fixed her front door, when I wasn’t busy doing my own things. She explained the dog that constantly poops outside, is one she cares for, for £20 a week. I explained she is being taken advantage of & I might as well of spoken to a brick wall.
At least she is now safer.
It spurned me on to repair my brand new kayak. Where anything breakable, breaks on it.
It’s no wonder people with MS, have a problem with their nerves.
Well done Terry for helping your neighbour out, such a satisfying feeling when you are useful. I get that very feeling by doing baby knitting for the local hospital.
Glad you enjoy knitting as well, I think I would go bonkers if I didn’t have my baby knitting to loose myself in. I have been doing this for the special care baby unit and the maternity unit, always plenty needed, kept my mind busy for the last 20 odd years.
Strange you say about crochet, about 6 months ago I done a Google search on easy crochet blankets and baby clothes, and found some lovely tutorials, and hey presto I can do that as well for them. Mind you some of the beautiful work people show is mind blowing, I am no way that good at crochet, but hopefully will improve.
Great stuff. My phone hasn’t stopped ringing for days. I eventually answered, thinking it was probably a cold caller, trying to scam me out of giving my DNA. Turns out it was someone who needs me to sort their car, because they are too healthy & tired to do it themselves. So that’s what I’m going to be doing on this sunny Sunday. Conned again!!! These people know I’m disabled & struggling myself, but it doesn’t stop the endless requests. And folks wonder why I want to emigrate. Got my washing machine on full meltdown, dishes & cooking to do. Just had my jet wash shower & done my exercises, so I’m not accused of being lazy by the people who test the suspension on my little car. There was me thinking it’s a great day for kayaking. Tormented Terry. So many lazy ass blood clotts about.
It gives you a good feeling helping others and being useful, just don’t let them take advantage of your good nature, especially if you had planned to do something yourself.
Hope it goes well, but please be careful in this heat.
It’s one of these people who actually claims they have PPMS. I find it amusing how pathetic the person is. Head of an important government organisation & unable to tie their own shoe laces. Even trying to rope me in on crap, with anything I do, to give their cause some authenticity. Telling people all the struggles I’m coping with, that they help. Not realising how sad they are making themselves out to be.
The person needs help & it’s what I do.
I’m quite sure they are trying to cause me trouble, so they can claim the rescue, or maybe steal my wallet.
I’ll still try to cram in what I had planned. It adds to the adventure & learning experience.
Such a glorious day. Now my door wont shut, because the heat has warped the door frame.
A bit of cold water never did anyone any harm Pam, especially when you’re in control.
I didn’t end up helping the person & now my name is mud. Very glad of it too.
After a huge dinner & plenty of water, I drifted off, after watching England win Panama 6/1.
It’s been another scorcher & my fan has been on all day. Fans are awesome!
My PPMS has been awful, but I’m keeping myself afloat, well fed & cool. The scroungers only look after themselves & it works for me too. Thick skin is useful. The phone will stop ringing, when they get bored.
Gazebo, awning, outside bed & lights all fitted by me. I can chill outside once more, minus my awesome old garden. It will be rebuilt, to be much more user friendly. Welcome to the free vitamin D zone. My jet wash has taken centre stage & my waterproof bed (CRASHMAT), is getting a good soaking too. Getting outside & exercising is a must. Fresh air & environment. Being at one with nature & when the dark nights return. I can sit star gazing, listening to BBC radio 4. Off to the local MS group now, for a game of Scrabble & mingle. Then going to a garden centre, to buy some potted plants, plus food shopping. Get out there… Terry
Oh Terry, you do make me smile! I sometimes think you’re bonkers (in the nicest possible way I must add!!!)with your occasional rant or what you’re up to, but your enthusiasm is uplifting to read. Do come back and tell us what plants and food you bought.
If I lived next door to you, I’d always be peeping over the fence to see, “What Terry did next”. Enjoy your day.
Bulbs of Anemones, Gladioli, compost & a log burning stove. The Oasis will be, once more. The shade Police have been moaning about my awning already. I’ll be hiding behind the Irises, with the toads. Burning some logs & waiting for the Smoke Police. As well as waiting for the hose pipe ban, from Stan the man.
Just having a Root Beer & stuffing down some home made Pasta Tuna.
I’ve been falling all over the place & covered in grazes, but I feel alive.
Most the locals know I have PPMS now. They see me struggle & ask why I don’t have help. When I reply, I’m sick, sick of the bone idle scroungers. Wanting stuff, but not the Multiple Sclerosis.
My sack trolley has earned it’s keep today. I highly recommend them!
I’ll have to get learning what’s allowed, I’d hate to hate yet another life ruined by the whiners.
Next on the list, is a huge plastic pond. The BIGGEST possible.
Yet another busy day & there was me thinking the heat was giving us a break. Been spending most my days in garden centres & thinking. I could live in most of those places. Like the IKEA mob. Perhaps I should apply for a job In one of these stores. Terry is giving himself ideas.
I thought the same as you Terry, that today may be a welcome break from the heat…no such luck I am afraid it has been awfully humid here all day…hang in there.