Hi!
Sorry this is going to be boring. But if I do not update like this, my blogs will have no context, and you’ll be all like, why is she drinking rice milk?!
1. MadFather has been made redundant, and I have been refused benefits THREE TIMES because apparently there are loopholes even when you are broke and ill, so, ExBoss has given me a job! That’s right! A couple of hours a day, or whatever I can manage I think (hi, ExBoss!) lying down with Beloved Laptop, typing, then will send typing back to ExBoss in return for money. And then can buy cardigans! And bath products!
2. Finally got the blood test results out of Purple Eyes. I had to quote a statute! They were 1.9 and 1.95 which means nothing to you or I, except that I thought 1 point anything was a pretty negative test until I realised that anything above 4 is considered positive. So, as the doctor said quite casually, my body is producing antibodies to something I’m eating.
So I spent a while talking to my very extended family, the people who have all had post viral fatigue and they agreed that gluten, dairy and caffeine were all culprits in keeping them ill. So, because I want to be better quickly (and we shall worry about reintroduction at a very much later date), they have all gone out of my diet.
And OH MY GOD. The caffeine headache. Sod gluten, I don’t even like bread (although it does make snacking hard, would you believe every bag of crisps in Sainsbury’s contains either gluten or lactose?! Or chocolate – even dark chocolate which is rubbish anyway. So, am resorting to snacking on so much fruit that I am almost pooping every other day 
) but caffeine I dearly miss. My poncy decaf soya coffees do not cut it. Indeed just as MindReader climbed into bed next to me, instead of carressing him like the loving housebound girlfriend that I am, I bent forward on all fours, put my head into his lap and pulled at my hair until he got me a painkiller. One of the few that doesn’t contain lactose.
So. Yes. Caffeine drama. If you recall I did not succeed giving up caffeine before. But there’s a little more at stake this time.
3. Having drama with the college of law where I used to study. The term was split September – February and March to June. Please bear with me. I can practically hear a thousand browser windows closing. So: I was supposed to sit the exams at the end of February. Obviously did not, choosing to have coffee and crying with the tea ladies instead. Now I have to do those exams this August. Obviously Body does not want to, because Body is addicted to Neighbours and sleeping in. However I have since found out if I don’t sit them, because of – joy of joys – some new legislation coming into force and changing the whole course, I will have to repeat the whole year.
Which costs £9,000.
So, you’re up to speed.
