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Oh hey wow, GOOD NEWS!
Posted January 29th 2013 at 12:30 AM by i_like_black
On the very bright side (or not), I think the 3 - 5 days insanity was attributable to PMS. Although that's crappy, I didn't do anything major, so I'm not too bothered.
The real good news is as follows: I had a tenancy meeting with my property manager and with Leisa today, and the outcome is that my tenancy had been extended 6 months until the end of July, with a review in 3 months, and if things are still going well at the 3 month review, then my name will be referred to something called the Tenancy Bureau, who will help find me a rental in regular community housing. It's good to know I won't be expected to just do everything on my own.
Leisa has a few people she's aware of who could be flatmates for me (as I'm not meant to stay in a 2 bedroom place by myself) and she'll get back to me regarding meeting them.
They would like to see me achieving some of my goals, such as getting my license back. I agree with this, haha.
I finally remembered to ask Leisa about the power bill, as I still haven't had one. She said she'll think about the best way to go about it. I think she's going to try and get it so that I don't have to pay for the emergency power, but realistically I'm just hoping for a bill so that I know what I'm meant to pay and can begin actually paying it.
I didn't say anything about my weird-feeling head. I sort of forgot, but also, figured it's not a major thing. We had an awkward non-conversation regarding my arms and my medication. Discovery: people notice if you're wearing long sleeves in summer, but not if you're wearing long pants. Sort of good to know? I'm not sure.
I lied about the medication. She asked me if I was taking it, I said yes. She asked if I was sure, I said yes. She asked me if I storing it, I said no. She asked if the police pulled apart my house, would they find a stash. I (whilst trying not to laugh imagining police pulling apart my house) said there would be nothing. Realistically, I have about 6 weeks' worth at the moment. And unless she finds this blog, which is nearly impossible as I've never mentioned this site to her or anyone on my team, she won't know.
I'm not even sure why I'm saving it. I don't have any plans to take it or anything. I suppose I just want the pharmacy to say I'm still picking it up so that if they decide to check, it will seem like I'm taking it.
But more or less, it's been an alright day so far, with some good news.
And I'm not hungry. I haven't eaten yet today. I suppose I'll have some dinner later, but yeah. No point forcing myself to eat if I don't feel like it.
The real good news is as follows: I had a tenancy meeting with my property manager and with Leisa today, and the outcome is that my tenancy had been extended 6 months until the end of July, with a review in 3 months, and if things are still going well at the 3 month review, then my name will be referred to something called the Tenancy Bureau, who will help find me a rental in regular community housing. It's good to know I won't be expected to just do everything on my own.
Leisa has a few people she's aware of who could be flatmates for me (as I'm not meant to stay in a 2 bedroom place by myself) and she'll get back to me regarding meeting them.
They would like to see me achieving some of my goals, such as getting my license back. I agree with this, haha.
I finally remembered to ask Leisa about the power bill, as I still haven't had one. She said she'll think about the best way to go about it. I think she's going to try and get it so that I don't have to pay for the emergency power, but realistically I'm just hoping for a bill so that I know what I'm meant to pay and can begin actually paying it.
I didn't say anything about my weird-feeling head. I sort of forgot, but also, figured it's not a major thing. We had an awkward non-conversation regarding my arms and my medication. Discovery: people notice if you're wearing long sleeves in summer, but not if you're wearing long pants. Sort of good to know? I'm not sure.
I lied about the medication. She asked me if I was taking it, I said yes. She asked if I was sure, I said yes. She asked me if I storing it, I said no. She asked if the police pulled apart my house, would they find a stash. I (whilst trying not to laugh imagining police pulling apart my house) said there would be nothing. Realistically, I have about 6 weeks' worth at the moment. And unless she finds this blog, which is nearly impossible as I've never mentioned this site to her or anyone on my team, she won't know.
I'm not even sure why I'm saving it. I don't have any plans to take it or anything. I suppose I just want the pharmacy to say I'm still picking it up so that if they decide to check, it will seem like I'm taking it.
But more or less, it's been an alright day so far, with some good news.
And I'm not hungry. I haven't eaten yet today. I suppose I'll have some dinner later, but yeah. No point forcing myself to eat if I don't feel like it.
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