I was surprised but glad that the gp was so quick to print out the records that I needed regarding health problems summary for housing application. I was surprised after only ringing up for it yesterday. I’m still in the process of getting a proof of benefits letter from esa and pip. I tried to call them this afternoon when I got home but there was no answer for 25 minutes. It kept going through the automated message and music so I eventually gave up today. I don’t think they’re open on Saturday so I’m going to have to get through to them on Monday (hopefully there isn’t too many people hung over and phoned in sick after the England game on Sunday). I may not need to phone pip because I have the award letter with the full details filed away somewhere. I will have found it by Friday when I have to go up the council with my documents. I just have no idea where the esa award letter has gone.
I am already in bed. I wasn’t even keen on getting up this morning but did it eventually because I needed my glasses. The only way I could get them was go to the appointment. I was wanting my bed for the entire day. I was a bit annoyed when I thought I’d done everything but realised I’d forgotten something at the shop so then I had to go back out again. I got the wandering cat following me around again which didn’t help as he just kept getting in the way. He disappeared after I had fed him. I thought he was going to stay at mine for the night yesterday. He had decided to fall asleep in the hallway. I let him outside before I went to bed because he was acting restless and grumpy. He is a bit old to jump out the window like the other cats. I tried to get him to use the window but he refused to go out that way. I think it hurts to go out the window due to his age. Mister was just making random chattering/chirping noise at a pigeon. That’s fine as long as no pigeons get bought inside. He’s never caught one before but then he hadn’t caught a fully grown rat before a few years ago but still managed to pull it off just that once. He can chat away to the pigeons all he likes but he can’t bring them in as something to play with. He does they with the little mice and they seriously don’t enjoy it. He must seem terrifying to them being so much bigger with a massive clawed paw sweeping at them. I do try to intervene so that he doesn’t accidentally kill the other smaller animals while playing. He doesn’t realise his own strength. He also doesn’t even seem bothered when I remove the creatures from his way.