Monday July 12, 2004
All day a blah day. The apartment genie worked its evil overnight causing my allergies to bloom. The low pressure system is still hanging around depressing spirits and energy. The mad house hunting adventure has overdrawn my energy account significantly. The blood tests done last week are not uplifting: in fact, one indicates I am possibly anemic. Oh joy.
Tomorrow had BETTER be better.
I must remember to cancel the taxi driver test I planned to take on Wednesday. You see, I really didn't expect in a million years that my application about Maintenance to the Tribunal would result in my having to leave my apartment. No, the worst case scenario I had conjured up was that I didn't get any compensation whatsoever for the negligence that has occurred here. And so I'd been planning to get back out into the world starting with driving interesting people around while I awaited my liver healing itself.
Quite a leap from there to what I am facing now: moving while coping with this condition.
What keeps me plodding ahead is the conviction that getting out of this apartment will relieve at least some of the stress on my system. I will not miss the many problems and incessant noise from the insane dog above me. Not one bit. As an added bonus, I will be in a city in which access to medical caretakers is less of a challenge. There's the increased likelihood of gaining employment outside of the transportation industry as well.
And the prospect of getting all my crap together in one place after such a long wait. These are all good things that will increase my positive energy quota immensely. Indeed, just thinking about them is good.
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