This morning

I did feel drugged this morning. I had the coffee and fags as quickly as I could manage, sitting at the balcony to enjoy the flowers. I am very preoccupied with the next couple of days. I shall spend the day finishing off the flat, ready for the landlord's visit in the morning. I have to go out this afternoon though, as I have a doctor's appointment at which my support worker will be present. Also, because of tomorrow's visit, I don't know what time I'll be able to start my harpsichord session. These sorts of things are exactly the things that autistic people struggle with managing.