The morning after the wedding we got up reasonably early to have breakfast with people who were getting the mid-morning train south, but we ourselves weren't leaving until a bit later, so after saying our goodbyes I took the opportunity to sit in the hottub in our bedroom for a while. After that we went to Mass at the Cathedral, which gave me a chance to thank the servers and the organist, and then set off back to London, arriving home a little before midnight.
In the spirit of ridiculous optimism, I had thought that inbetween a few appointments, actually spending time with Ramesh, and doing the last few bits of planning and admin for the London wedding, that I might even have time to get some work done that week. That was not to be, as some of the last few 'tiny' bits of admin were less tiny than I'd thought, plus I made my usual mistake of thinking that on days when I had plans for part of the day I'd be able to fit things in around them, which rarely actually works out without rigorous scheduling. Still, I got a lot of other stuff done.
On the Wednesday evening there was an exciting surprise "birthday and handing-in-her-masters-dissertation" party for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kerrypolka which I was very pleased to be part of. I didn't stay long, both because I was feeling under time pressure for wedding stuff, and because my ability to enjoy socialising in large groups gets ever closer to zero as I get older, but it felt important to mark the occasion.
On Thursday afternoon I went to see the Barbershop Chronicles at the Roundhouse, a play about the communities that build up around black barbershops, in London, in Africa, and in the Carribean, as well as being about families of birth and choice, and racism and colonialism and how we respond to them. It was more a series of interlinked vignettes than one continuous narrative, but had enough plot that I didn't find it difficult. I really liked it, and although the run has finished, it's now touring, so worth looking out for if it comes near you.
Earlier that day I also had the outcome appointment which concluded the autism diagnostic process, and recieved a diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I hadn't realised that the label was still in use since it's been taken out of the DSM 5, but apparently the UK is slightly behind the curve, although it sounded as though they'd be moving in line with the DSM in the not too distant future. As well as informing me of the diagnosis, and giving me a report with rather more detail as to why they came to that conclusion, they let me know about various resources that would be available to me. I've been sufficiently busy getting married and such since then that I haven't done anything with that information, but it's fairly high on the to-do list. I don't expect this diagnosis to make nearly as much difference to my life as the ADHD one, but who knows. I'll probably write more about it later.
In the spirit of ridiculous optimism, I had thought that inbetween a few appointments, actually spending time with Ramesh, and doing the last few bits of planning and admin for the London wedding, that I might even have time to get some work done that week. That was not to be, as some of the last few 'tiny' bits of admin were less tiny than I'd thought, plus I made my usual mistake of thinking that on days when I had plans for part of the day I'd be able to fit things in around them, which rarely actually works out without rigorous scheduling. Still, I got a lot of other stuff done.
On the Wednesday evening there was an exciting surprise "birthday and handing-in-her-masters-dissertation" party for
kerrypolka which I was very pleased to be part of. I didn't stay long, both because I was feeling under time pressure for wedding stuff, and because my ability to enjoy socialising in large groups gets ever closer to zero as I get older, but it felt important to mark the occasion. On Thursday afternoon I went to see the Barbershop Chronicles at the Roundhouse, a play about the communities that build up around black barbershops, in London, in Africa, and in the Carribean, as well as being about families of birth and choice, and racism and colonialism and how we respond to them. It was more a series of interlinked vignettes than one continuous narrative, but had enough plot that I didn't find it difficult. I really liked it, and although the run has finished, it's now touring, so worth looking out for if it comes near you.
Earlier that day I also had the outcome appointment which concluded the autism diagnostic process, and recieved a diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I hadn't realised that the label was still in use since it's been taken out of the DSM 5, but apparently the UK is slightly behind the curve, although it sounded as though they'd be moving in line with the DSM in the not too distant future. As well as informing me of the diagnosis, and giving me a report with rather more detail as to why they came to that conclusion, they let me know about various resources that would be available to me. I've been sufficiently busy getting married and such since then that I haven't done anything with that information, but it's fairly high on the to-do list. I don't expect this diagnosis to make nearly as much difference to my life as the ADHD one, but who knows. I'll probably write more about it later.
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