My daughter is travelling home to Stevenage this morning, so we are up relatively early (considering it’s a Bank Holiday here in the UK), making (and drinking) tea/coffee/nutriblasts and eating breakfast cereal. She leaves a little later than planned, but we are waving her off at 9.45am. My wife wants to have a clearout of the conservatory, so we will be spending the rest of the day trying to get organised.
My tremor is still very noticeable on both sides, and dystonia in my right foot is a minor nuisance as the day progresses. My voice is still weak, but not as bad as it has been recently. Balance and walking – acceptable. Muscular weakness and stiffness – uncomfortable but not painful. Fatigue – not as bad as it has been.
Firstly, though, we need to load my wife’s car with assorted rubbish from the garden, and take it to the tip near North Walsham. So, we load up the car and drive over to North Walsham, paying a visit to Lidl on the way to pick up some vegetables and milk.
When we get back home, we clear a load of junk out of the conservatory (well, more accurately, my wife clears it), handily transferring most of it to the lounge and dining room. Much of it requires my attention (because it’s mostly my junk), and I spend some time taking photographs of it all, in preparation for selling it on eBay and Gumtree.
By the time we have had dinner, had baths and settled in front of the telly for the evening, there is still plenty of my junk in the lounge, so it looks like I’ll be busy trying to get rid of it this week.