Almost done!

Puh!

I've been cleaning all day, well, picking up stuff, doing some dusting and some vacuuming. I also took a small trip downtown and now I'm already used up. Blood pressure is low, but not worse than giving me a slight headache and some nausea. Feels a bit funny though when I check my pulse; it's a bit fast, though within the parameters of normal I guess, but there's no pressure. Feels almost like I'm stopping the blood flow when I check the pulse. I'm  hoping it to pass soon, since I can't even turn my head quickly without getting dizzy. Slow movements when packing then...

I managed to complete a lot more than I thought I would. Apartment looks decent (messy but decent) and almost all recyclables are recycled. I've matched the amount of food left to how long I'll be here and there are no dirty dishes. I feel content.

The bills are paid, the ticket has been picked out, I've updated most sites about that I'll be gone... The only thing left now is colouring a commission and pack. Packing will most likely take half the night, leaving me tired as I don't know what, but then maybe I'll be able to sleep on the train. Got 1h waiting time at the first changing spot, and then 2h in the second one. And my cell as only amusement. I hope people aren't busy tomorrow because I will be spamming them.

So, now I've rested enough while typing this. Gotta keep on picking with stuff now.

Cheers!

The poor life of an Artist

The bills are paid and I am pleasantly surprised to have more money left than I expected - which is that there IS money left. I was fearing not being able to pay one of the bills, but I did and have a small amount left. I doubt I will be able to make it on those these two weeks until the next payment, but luckily I'm not alone! I have my Foxy to help out. If the money would run out, he has some money too. It is not much, but we aren't gonna eat like kings and horses at the same time. Besides, I get my next payment in two weeks so it should be fine. After that there shouldn't be any money problem what so ever though I probably will have to refill the canned foods, dried foods and grains. But that's fine; it's not like I am in dire need to buy anything else.

The only thing I want is a rice boiler. *dreams away*

I wish I had more money to spend on art, but it seems like I don't. A new computer would be lovely but... Well... money.

I met up with a friend yesterday and I showed him around Uddevalla and brought him to the museum, showed him the baby chicks there. Yes, they have real living Easter chicks there. He bought us (him, me and Foxy) food (Tacos, whee!) so I am really thankful for that; it helped us out a lot. Especially that there were leftover; food for another day, YAY! I have the best of friend while they decide to hang around.


Cheers.

Working it out

I'm a bag of skin with bones in it. If I hit something it's the bone against the inside of the skin that hurts rather than the impact on the outside of it.

But I'm working on. Tomorrow is my meeting with the social worker lady. Can't say I look forward to it. This month has been shamelessly poor for me since I haven't received the payment from the unemployment-thing. Half this month's budget is gone. I am not going to make it if I don't get those money, and the people at the unemployment station haven't responded to any of my mails. In fact, I haven't heard from them in almost two months. I think it's rather alarming and uncomfortable.

But I am looking forward to going away over Christmas and new years. I will be served with cooking orders so I am ensured to eat properly. I can't wait to cook for more than two.

It's hard trying to keep up and at it. But I will keep doing my best. I want my muscles and health back.

Cheers!

Living on...

Well, tummy still ain't fine and head is spinning as usual, but I am trying to look that aside and try and stay fine anyway.

Tomorrow I have a meeting at the social services to decide my economical future the next two months. Hopefully I can pay my bills. And I have finally gotten a doctor's appointment the 3rd of November. Only took me 4 phone calls and more than 1 and a half months waiting.

I want some god-damn treatment and I rather have it before I give in physically.

Well...

I guess I have other stuff to do.

G'night.

Back where I... Belong?

My father is back home again, apparently it was nothing serious, or so they think at least. He is not in any pain right now and hopefully sleeping soundly. They think it is a kidney stone so he will be going to the hospital tomorrow for more tests.

I am home, safe, sound and fresh out of the shower. The rosehip soup I bought before going away was to my joy still durable. I am mostly glad since I have little else to drink at home...

Bills are paid, letters are still to be sent here and I have an appointment I came home just in time for.

Soon I am off to bed before I think too much abut Foxy, or myself for that matter :S

G'night

Rejoicing

I can not possibly explain how wonderful it is to be able to breathe during night! These last two nights I have been able to sleep without using breathing aid, which is so lovely I could never put it to words.

It looks like I will have to go back home again alone as Foxy will stay to go to the dentist, and I am having to go back to pay the bills. But I can go visit my father if need be. A little alone time will probably not hurt.

I just wish I can get a ride home...