It’s funny how the world works. Sometimes it is best just not to question it, and enjoy the things it throws at you.
Last night I had a pretty bad night. A miserable mood had gripped me in its foul little clutches and I was feeling the effects of being unemployed a little too much. Normally I can keep these feelings at bay, but last night, the thought of waking up and facing another day of pottering around the house with nothing to do filled me with despair. I will admit it, I was close to tears. Thankfully I had the loving comfort of my mother, and the loving, sweet, kind words of my better half to calm me down (along with a gaming session of Skyrim) to calm me down enough to sleep. Tomorrow would be a new day.
Waking up this morning I could tell my mood had lifted, and I knew it had just been a weird faze. I didn’t have to physically drag myself out of my bed, and I was able to eat my gluten free, cardboard tasting breakfast. My father had message to do in town, so I decided to tag along, allured by the chance of a free lunch.
As I waited for him to complete some business in a shop that i think sold electrical goods, I got a surprise phone call. It was BBC Radio Foyle, looking for me to come in and do the newspaper reviews on Thursday morning. I was elated at the prospect of doing this again, and agreed to it. Agreeing to this little job also means that I have agreed to a 6:30am wake up time, as I will have to be in the studio for 7:00am on the Thursday morning. Happy turn of events, part 1.
Happy turn of events, part 2, comes in the form of a chance meeting with an author. Whilst Christmas shopping with my father, we went into Easons for a nosy around and it just so happened that Cathy Kelly, an author that my mother is a big fan of, was hosting a book signing. I plucked up the courage, grabbed her latest book, and got a signed copy for my mum. Talk about the world’s best Christmas gift. A big bonus was the fact that Cathy Kelly was the sweetest woman ever, and was a joy to talk to. I feel honoured to have met her, and can’t wait to give her book to my mum.
To conclude my happy turn of events, I finally enquired about a gluten-free event that I had been told about a couple of weeks ago. I’m pretty new to the whole gluten-free thing, and haven’t even gotten a proper diagnosis yet, but at the moment it seems to me that avoiding gluten, wheat and oats is keeping me in an element of good health. I was nervous in contacting the person who was organising the event, but upon chatting to her I was reassured that I was welcome to come along, and that talking to people with similar dietary issues as myself would be a step in the right direction, even if I am working off a hunch.
So there you have it. It’s a funny old world we live in. I went from having a pretty terrible night, to having a pretty damn decent day all round. I met the lovely Cathy Kelly, I have the prospect of meeting new people at the gluten-free event, and I will be on the radio on Thursday! Tonight I’m going to bed with a smile.