Letter to myself
I need to get my act together this year. First on my agenda is to give Social Care a bit of a push to get those carers they've promised actually here, helping me. That will give me more time and energy for writing. Then it's bid, bid, bid to get that bungalow. No more top-up rent to pay so more money for my membership fees on WDC.
I need broadband. Using hotspots from my phone is a pain. Just when I get into my writing my internet runs out. UNLIMITED! Then my writing can be unlimited too. Got to watch those all night sessions though; not good for my health. As soon as I move I could maybe afford?
I get my old age pension this year. Woohoo. More money and a bus pass. Makes me feel my age to know from October I am OLD! It's official.
As I'm writing another goal comes to mind. I need new glasses.