Post #177 - The Rules - Once Again ...

I received my email copy of one of the local disability charity's monthly newsletters today. Last month, in my post entitled The Rules I basically whinged about how I was scolded for breaking the one of the codes on their private Facebook group.  I'm not sure whether it was just that which triggered this particular link to them as an aide memoire?  

It makes sense I guess, but I was angry when I made the Facebook post.  Luckily, as regular readers will no doubt be aware, me and Facebook have parted company - permanently! 

Post #176 - January - not the Pilot song

So, it's January 2021 and the UK is yet again under Covid-19 lockdown for about the umpteenth time.  Is it annoying because Master Logic isn't at school - yes; am I getting bored - yes; is there anything which can be done about it - no.  Adjusting to what everyone is calling The New Normal isn't quite as bad for us Aspies when you think about it.  

The broadband is playing up because it's overloaded - sigh!  Even Virgin Media cable is creaking.  

Post #175 - Christmas 2020

Post #174 - Lockdown Three: This Time It's Personal

Yes, the UK is currently in Lockdown Three and I'm located in Tier 4.  Life's odd - are we all going to die?  Do we care?  If so, should I bother buying any more shampoo?

Master Logic has been off of school for bloody ages now - despite him being in a special autism unit in a mainstream school they decided that it would be best if the lads learned from home.  Better for whom?  It's caused nothing but anguish here, I can tell you.  

I think that 2021 is going to be a kick ass year for Mrs Logic and co.

Post #173 - Cold Weather Blues

 Further to my last post I have now blocked the person who scolded me and withdrawn from the group.  Yes, this is extreme, but it's me.

Post #172 - Rules

Yeah, the UK is officially in Lockdown2 and I'm getting fed up. Being autistic, the regulations relating to everyday LIFE are getting on my nerves at the moment.

Take for example the world of special needs or SEND - Special Educational Needs and Disabilities. You'd think that I'd have loads in common with other parents in the same boat, wouldn't you?  Err, no I don't; they're a cliquey lot!  As for 'secret' Facebook Groups - what about all of the rules?  Are they made up as they go along? Probably. They're mostly full of hysterical women anyway; mind you, I am a fruit loop at times. I do love getting a private message telling me to delete stuff though, it's refreshing.

Blah.

Post #171 - Friendships In Lockdown

Yes, it's Wednesday, 10th June 2020 and the UK is still locked down.  There are racial tensions erupting seemingly everywhere and the whole world has gone stir crazy.  For a person with Asperger's this is a very difficult thing to cope with - for example, I'm never really sure how to react and I'm finding that people's particular quirks are really getting on my nerves.  Here's an example:

I have a friend, I've written about her before, but let's call her Mary for ease of use.  She's a really good friend and I've known her since my late teens.  Now Mary almost certainly has OCD, but I don't believe that she thinks that she's got any form of mental health condition and is, quite frankly, rather dismissive of people who do.  Mary lives alone and is long-term single, in fact, she bought a three bedroom mid terrace house without telling anyone about it - she announced it as a fait accompli.  There's a very secretive side to her personality and she rarely, if ever, allows anyone to scratch the surface.

She's been visiting my house on a Saturday every six to eight weeks or so to chat, eat pizza and generally watch my 55in TV which boasts access to Virgin TV Cable, Amazon Prime Video and NowTV (previously I had a Netflix subscription.)  The trouble is that I'm getting really resentful that she cannot or will not reciprocate.  She goes on two to three expensive foreign holidays per year but hasn't furnished her house at all - her TV is tiny and sits on one of those foldable TV dinner tables making it unstable and is positioned so far away from the sofa, it's very difficult for me to see.  She's lived there for nearly seven years now and has done absolutely nothing to the place, it literally echoes because there's so little furniture in it.  As you can imagine, it's a very awkward place to visit - I get stress neck because she's so starchy and formal to be around.

She attended a cookery course last year and instead of starting with the basics as one would expect - omelette, boiled egg etc, she's jumped straight in with complex desserts and they are, without exception, bloody awful.  My husband and son both have a gluten intolerance so I don't really get to eat the full range of desserts that a greedy person such as me would like and it was always her chosen role to bring around a supermarket dessert.  Now she presents me with her home-made concoctions and they are pretty inedible - the only thing of note was the Tiramisu, but because she wanted her bowl back immediately I had to upened it into one of my dishes and it all went gooey.  She's been leaving home-baked goods in my porch, along with magazines and I'm not a fan - I even feel like my home is being invaded and I don't want to lie and say that they're nice because she'd bring around more, nor do I want to discourage her from cooking in general.

So, that's my dilemma.