Weekenders on our own…
Sunday afternoon, just getting ready to watch the final match in this weekends round of the Six Nations Championship. England v Scotland play in Twickenham for the Calcutta Cup. Yesterday’s games were brilliant. Italy beat the French and my team Wales just beat the Irish at home. Hopefully then Scotland will did deep and stop the English charge to a grand slam but I doubt it.
As it was Saturday, it was a Fuel night, however I’ve got yet another stinker of a cold and as a result, although I watched the game with Mr Birch at the flat, I decided that I’d be better off at home rather than heading into town. I’m quite glad that I did. I slept heavily from about 11pm through to 10am so it was a good idea not to go.
The week got off to a strange old start! I offered help to my old mate and two minutes later he was on the phone saying to come on down as he could use an extra pair of hands.
An hour later and I was in the car on the way down to North Dorset to help with a few bits and pieces at my friends new home. I’d not visited the new place before and was very impressed with their new home. In fact, we were working out when I’d last been down to see him and the family and by my reckoning it was four years or so.
There’s a small brook running along the bottom edge of their garden. They’ve shored up the edges of the brook with railway sleepers but they needed a fence along the side of the brook to stop the dog or the kids from falling in. It’s just a small wire mesh fence but it’s enough of a deterrent. So Tuesday was spent putting the fence together and up. Wednesday morning we finished the fence off and shifted a load of boxes around so it was a busy couple of days.
The trip home was less eventful than the trip down but it took 2 hours compared to 3.5 to the old house and I didn’t get lost on the way back!
Thursday morning involved a trip to the Doctors. I’d been meaning to go and see him for a while as I’ve been told by a number of people that I’m not the person they once knew. Having spoken to him and completing a questionnaire, he decided to prescribe an anti-depressant. Now, I wasn’t sure that I should take something to help but others I’ve spoken to have said that they have helped. So, I have a two week course of Citalopram http://www.patient.co.uk/medicine/Citalopram.htm
I don’t know if will help and it will take a couple of weeks to kick in apparently but if it can help give me a bit of a lift and keep my interest up in things and not lower me when I inevitably get rejected for jobs then it may be a good thing.
I don’t intend to stay on them forever but I do think that depression contributed to the loss of my last job.
Lets see…
