I stayed overnight at my Artist Friend's home. Yesterday afternoon, I ran an errand taking him to a Bloke - in the Arsehole of nowhere - to fill his PIP reassessment form. I knew where the road began, but not where it led to. In the end, I had to depend on Google Maps to find the exact location. He talked about a Portacabin; which I would refer to as a Mobile. But we did arrive in good time, and I was able to go to a Post Office at 4:10 pm to post it, first class signed-for, which didn't collect post until 5 pm. (the form arrived an hour ago in the PIP office in Limavady)
This morning, I went to the Slimming World class in Cookstown; I lost a pound. 
Then, back at my mate's, I called the Estate Agent about the viewing of my potential tenant yesterday. She ticked all the boxes, and I'm happy to accept her as a tenant. I'll let the insurers know tomorrow; after I get back home.
I feel that this wee break calmed me down. The only issue is that I now have a migraine.