We’re having a heatwave where I live right now. Last week I was wearing my coat out, now it’s so hot that I can barely bring myself to put on anything at all from fear of attracting the sweat gremlins to my bottom and other such areas. My space heater has been relocated to the cuck chair and now watches as the cool air-con unit blows me instead of him. In a way, me and the British weather are kindred spirits; wet and gloomy one day and hot and sweaty the next. I must have global warming because lately it seems the sunny days outnumber the gloomy ones… and even those are more often overcast rather than full cloud with a high chance of rain. ANALOGIES!

Anyway, I started suspecting back in January that I might be actually making a real recovery, nearly half way through the year and I’m getting dangerously close to believing it for real! I’ve been more productive and consistent and I’m more stable and I find myself getting bored? I hadn’t realised but I haven’t felt bored in years. Suddenly feeling like I have to go and do something new and interesting after being in an almost constant state of distraction, it’s very strange and surreal… I never thought I would have missed boredom so much and been so happy to have it back! So now I just need to find new things to do that are also in the only air-conditioned room in my house or be bored! How hard can it be?

I feel like if I say it too often then it gets old but if I don’t say it enough then it’s ungrateful but I just wanna thank all you lovely lot again, your support really means so much to me and I love you guys so much for caring about me.

Love you XOXO