Everyone deserves the chance to fly...
This morning's post was a rather eclectic mix...
1) I have had my written quotation for work in my bedroom from the Nice Decorator Man... so I need to get in touch with him to confirm & make arrangements for the work to actually be done. He gives a complete breakdown of what work wants doing & everything (even stating that he'll do two coats of emulsion...)
2) The DWP have written to me requesting more details about the spurniness of my body. I have a HUGE form & have to go and see Dr H and ask her to do another form that I have to send them along of my form. Once more I am starting to think anyone who can manage to get away with benefit fraud was really worked for their money...
3) I have had the application form for dance classes at Laban for next term/next year (I can book for one term/two terms/all three terms at once). This is v exciting. Oui. The prices have gone up a bit but remain just-about doable for the time being at any rate. I am missing the first class of term as I shall be in France with Katie and Liss, but I shall cope. Just about, well, ish? Pim is missing the second week so I shall have to be v. brave and go All On My Own.
I have a 4CaST PR team phone conference this evening. I am responsible for taking the minutes, which always makes me nervous that I will miss the important bits... Ho-hum... At the moment I am feeling quite horribly tired and may have to go back to bed in a bit, which always feels like a waste of time & sunshine, but realistically I am too tired to do anything else. Grump. However, having finally uploaded the Wicked! soundtrack I am being nicely amused by it, apart from when I have woe because the voicelessness means no singing so I cannot sing along. *looks mournful* I'm hoping I hear something about the speech therapy referral sometime soon. Because at the moment it's started to look as though I'll be seeing the ENT guy again before I see a speech therapist which rather wasn't the plan...
1) I have had my written quotation for work in my bedroom from the Nice Decorator Man... so I need to get in touch with him to confirm & make arrangements for the work to actually be done. He gives a complete breakdown of what work wants doing & everything (even stating that he'll do two coats of emulsion...)
2) The DWP have written to me requesting more details about the spurniness of my body. I have a HUGE form & have to go and see Dr H and ask her to do another form that I have to send them along of my form. Once more I am starting to think anyone who can manage to get away with benefit fraud was really worked for their money...
3) I have had the application form for dance classes at Laban for next term/next year (I can book for one term/two terms/all three terms at once). This is v exciting. Oui. The prices have gone up a bit but remain just-about doable for the time being at any rate. I am missing the first class of term as I shall be in France with Katie and Liss, but I shall cope. Just about, well, ish? Pim is missing the second week so I shall have to be v. brave and go All On My Own.
I have a 4CaST PR team phone conference this evening. I am responsible for taking the minutes, which always makes me nervous that I will miss the important bits... Ho-hum... At the moment I am feeling quite horribly tired and may have to go back to bed in a bit, which always feels like a waste of time & sunshine, but realistically I am too tired to do anything else. Grump. However, having finally uploaded the Wicked! soundtrack I am being nicely amused by it, apart from when I have woe because the voicelessness means no singing so I cannot sing along. *looks mournful* I'm hoping I hear something about the speech therapy referral sometime soon. Because at the moment it's started to look as though I'll be seeing the ENT guy again before I see a speech therapist which rather wasn't the plan...