BBC thing done? Check.
Ch4 thing done? Check.
Phone repaired? exhaust mended? Check.
Shoes that aren't falling apart? Check.
Cross bench Lords campaign posted? Check.
Clause 52 launched as an issue? Check.
Childcare arranged? Check
Meds all up to date?...... erm..... I'll get back to you.
Exhaustion? Beyond hideous.
Arrangements in place to try to raise disability issues at conference? Check
Homelessness averted? Check (ish)
Forms completed for new House? Check
DLA appeal arranged? Check
Housing benefit forms on order? Check.
This is madness. Sheer madness. My life has become a farce. Like someone is writing its script from some James Bond Villain bunker, mwahahahaha-ing to himself.
Oh well, see you all at conference (if you're going)
If not, and I can make my exhausted fingers type, I'll try to keep you all posted. I will be lobbying, cajoling, flirting and generally using anything at my disposal to raise sickness and disability issues with those that ought to listen.
Wish me luck and a whole cutlery drawer of extra spoons!**