The first WIN was finding another supplier for coffee grounds. Previously I've had a deal with the local Bunnings cafe (until they decided my tub took up too much room) and then Maccas but my most recent supplier has been my son Tom. He gave me a stack of used pods tonight and i opened them up to find very dark rich grounds which i will sprinkle over my beds to discourage creepy crawlies like snails. Eventually they end up in the soil and if the size of the worms are anything to go by its like giving them steroids. Don't report me.
The third WIN tonight was actually sitting at the table and playing Monopoly with said coffee/ground supplier. How many 16 year old would spend the night playing board games with their mum. Its easy some times to fall into the trap of looking at all the negatives with having an autistic son. Worrying about his lack of independence, the social difficulties, people taking advantage of their naivety, being able to maintain relationships, their future. But every now and then i get a wake up call that in many ways I am blessed.
|Tom concentrating hard on how to beat Mum.|
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