I'm back to feeling stressed and having really hellish nightmares about death and pain.
I feel unsettled even though this is my favourite time of the month, winter, blankie, Christmas looming around the corner..
We've got yet another landlord representative that wants to introduce themselves and make nicey nicey.
The problem is, they are akin to lawyers, they don't do anything they promise and just actly viciously and are full of judgements.
On Wednesday there is a meet and greet, I don't think it's mandatory and the last thing I want to do is sit across from my neighbours, who have no manners and think, stealing post, treating me like a concierge and spousal abuse is normal.
I've got to say though for the past few weeks or months, I haven't heard any domestics, which makes a change.
I just want to be left alone to cope with my declining health in peace.
Some good things on the horizon, Mama sorted me out a lift at a reduced rate but it's on Christmas Eve, so I've told her, that if it doesn't work out, I'll not be joining her this year.
For one it will be double or triple the fare from a taxi company and for two, they would all be booked up.
I didn't realise I had put money aside, so I can afford the fares, just about, although the tax break I was getting is now cancelled and that was £400 maybe.
You'll have to forgive me but as this month is so busy, I don't want to pressure myself to blog every day.
If there is something pressing, I'll share but if not, blogs maybe few and far between.
I have the advents, the UC commitments, the stories although, I don't think the Christmas one will be ready, I'm too frazzled.
I'm not sleeping that much and more than ever, I want to switch off and am counting down the days, when I can just be free.
I want to say see you mid January but that seems harsh..
