2016-08-22 – Being constructive.

According to my Fitbit, I had one of the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a long time.  I had a solid 7 hours without being restless or waking up.  I don’t feel as refreshed as I should be feeling, though.  My energy levels are quite low.  My motivation has not plummeted, but it has definitely plateaued.  My balance is still not great, and my speech is a tad on the weak side.  Dyskinesia is a little more present than it has been of late, and I thought that I was just about rid of that!  Tremor is still there in my left leg (mainly) but no worse than yesterday.  I’d blame it all on being tired (and I am tired), but my Fitbit tells me I slept well!

My wife carries on with her mission to clear out the conservatory so that we can actually use it.  A package arrives by courier containing roof bars for my wife’s little Seat Ibiza.  When we go on holiday later this year, there will be 5 adults in the car – we figured out that the only way we will get all of us, plus our luggage, into the one car was by sticking a proportion of it on the roof!  I spend a happy hour or two assembling  the roof bars and the various fittings, and fitting them to my wife’s car.  So far, so good.  Now all we have to do is to have a dry run before we actually go on holiday – not quite sure what we will do if we (and our luggage) don’t all fit in…

We have an afternoon of activity!  We load bags of rubbish into my wife’s car and take it to the tip (recycling centre) in North Walsham.  Then we drop in on my wife’s father and brother in Neatishead, who are hard at work on her father’s self-build project.  The fridge on our boat has given up the ghost, and my wife’s father has said we can have the one out of his “site office” caravan, which has been unused for many years.  So we remove the fridge from his caravan and take it to Wayford Bridge, where our boat is moored.  We carry the fridge to the boat, and carry the old fridge back to the car – another trip to the tip is on the cards, methinks!  Then it’s back to North Walsham to do some food shopping, and then home in time to have some dinner.  I’m shattered, but the dog needs her walk, so I take her for a walk while dinner is cooking.

Dinner (Thai green curry), beer (Hobgoblin), bed (early night).

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