Home. Did what was needed. Had to figure out what food I had in and settled on making a cheese sandwich and also a bowl of cous cous.
I want pizza or something that I could order, but common sense six I bought a loaf on Thursday and that I bought a couple of bottles of coke.
I took money out on Friday, I’ve bought some food Friday, used it Saturday with other stuff I bought this week.
I can grumble or moan, but it’s freezing cold outside and after doing what I had to do, I’m home and have stuff to eat.
I know there’s stuff i could if I went out, but I’m not inclined to and I guess it involves spending money too.
I have a plan money wise and I’m trying hard to stick to it, I’d rather not pay as much that I do, but again what can I do? I think holidays, sun on my back, musee d’orsay.
Maybe next year for trying to go out, or friends or doing things.
I said that last year and year before.
I suppose I want something more or better, but I’m not capable of it.
Maybe I’ve accepted something that I shouldn’t, but after the year of hell in 2017, last year was a slow climb out of the pit. I guess it’s a thing and a routine of living, buying, shopping and doing.
The me time is tv watching. Tweeting or reading.
I guess it’s hard to know, it’s a thought and as much as it’s my autistic stuff, there’s a lot of depression, anxiety, lack of worth and things like that in the mix. I know loneliness is a thing and electronic communication and social media don’t make up for all that.
Anyway that’s Sunday. I’ve eaten. Food and bed soon.