One week to wait until I can mmmm…
One week to wait until I can marry my magnificent man (mmmm).
Unfortunately I will have to endure a brain bleed inducingly busy week of work first. In fact each day I struggle to maintain my neurotypical facade at work…so gawd knows what state I’ll actually be in by next Friday.
Why oh why didn’t I book next week off? Oh yeah…because almost everyone else on the team already had!
Ok time to stop the pity party and count my blessings: Chopper and our sons are healthy. I have my health. We have a gorgeous old house with creaky floors, rooms full of windows which let in the sunbeams so they can kiss the air inside. I sleep in the arms of the man I adore each night. Our gardens produces lots of fresh fruit and vegetables and I can pick blackberries and crab apples on a nature reserve within walking distance. We live within walking distance of the sea. I cycle to work. I have friends who see beyond my antisocial tendencies. I have a well paying job with a line manager who not only tolerates my differences but she actually thinks my Asperger’s means I am able to do some parts of the job better than others on the team. I have another well paying job where my specialist knowledge is embraced by my colleagues and absorbed by my students. This is a much nicer perspective, I’ll do my best to keep it.
What or whom do you count amongst your blessings?
This week’s wordless Wednesday winner is MommyDaddy with ‘Slow down you’re going too fast! You’re going to miss the exit! Why won’t you stop and ask directions! When you see a clean restroom stop I have to pee!’.
Honourable mention goes to Chopper for: ‘Bubba knew if his pool party was going to be successful he was going to have to raise the bar a bit further this year’ and Tim for: ‘The poolside bar wasn’t quite as nice as he remembered…’