Alright so where to begin? Lets start with one thing that has been on my mind for awhile now. That is my living arrangements. Since moving out of my mum's house about five years ago I have been moving around from one place to another. This house I have been living in for about three years now. Its a five bedroom, split level. And the rent is expensive so we have to have roommates. At first it was fine, people pretty much left each other alone. But there were other problems. One lady felt uncomfortable and moved out, to stay with the guy who would end up marrying her. Another roommate was a dead beat with no job and no means of making money at all. He had been moving houses with us for the last three houses. Finally we had enough and kicked him out, replacing him with a couple of good friends.
Now before I begin talking about this couple, let me just say that we have known them for the past six years, so we were very certain that we could all get along. Needless to say, this wasn't the case. I like a clean house, one of them is a bit of a slob and takes his mess into every room that he enters. Only one of them has a job and the other does nothing but spends his partners hard earned funds. They're way of life is also very different from ours. While I like spending time with friends and hanging out, I don't want to be doing it every day. Nor do I feel comfortable with people staying over at all hours of the day. Friends would be dropping by at least one a day, there was never a break from it.
In any case our living situation quickly became one that I was not feeling comfortable in and it was very stressful. After living this way for a few years I only wanted one thing, out. At the end of June we started looking for a new place, something just big enough for the two of us. And we found something, a nice single wide with a decent rent level and it looked to be in good condition. Mind you, we saw this place within the first week of July and were told that we would have to wait till the second week just to learn if they really would be renting. So we waited, nervous wrecks wanting to know if we could have this place or not. FINALLY we got a call and what do those bastards do? They raise the rent to a level that we just couldn't pay.
It turns out that while we were waiting and sweating bullets, they had several more offers. Even some from people who had more means than we did, which means they got greedy on us.... bastards. Sadly we didn't have a back up and had already told our current landlady that we wanted to move. She, thankfully, didn't want to put up with finding new renters so we were able to come up with a deal for her. We renewed our lease for one year and she dropped our rent.
So now we have a few new renters, to replace the people who moved out, and a lower lease. Hopefully, things will start working out. I was given one of the spare bedrooms to turn into my own little study. I now pretty much live upstairs. At the back of the hall and only go into three rooms. My bedroom, my computer room and the bathroom. Naturally I have taken the responsibility of keeping these three rooms clean myself. So for the past week I have been busy. Moving furniture around, organizing my new room and cleaning up the three rooms. The computer room is done, FINALLY and I love it, now I'm just cleaning up the bed room.
On top of all this I'm still having issues with DSHS regarding my state aid. You see there are a few things that are wrong with me. I'm anemic, which means that my red blood cells lack the proper amount of oxygen that I should have. Normally this is very treatable with an altered diet and daily iron pills. However, I'm also having some problems with internal bleeding. So I'm constantly bleeding and my blood is weak which means.... I'm weak. To give you an idea. During the mid autumn of last year we took my sister to the zoo. The three of us had only gotten to see maybe three exhibits and I almost passed out. I got too dizzy to even see straight, my limbs were all shaking to the point that I couldn't walk or hold anything and I couldn't catch my breath. My sister, brat that she is, didn't want to leave while Kit was insistent that I shouldn't walk any more. The solution? Kate rented a wheelchair and spent the rest of the trip pushing me around while I called out, "Warp speed nine!"
I also have some mental problems. Most of which are the results of what happened when I was thirteen. I'm highly anti-social, hardly ever leave the house, hate crowds and avoid strangers when ever I can. Both sides of my family also have histories of depression, to say the least. My grandmother should have been taking pills for that, my mother is and my sister probably should. So me? I don't have a job, no money to get the pills. Kit had me sign up for some state funding and now, now they're trying to take it away all because of problems that they created. Its taken me a month just to see a doctor to fulfill their requirements and now I get to sit around, nervous and scared, just to find out if I still qualify for their support.
And wait there is still more! Yesterday I was told that one of our ex roommates had passed away in his sleep. I wasn't very close to him, we were.... friendly aquaintences at least but it still shocked me. I just can't imagine him being gone, but he is. Its not very surprising. He was in alot of pain and really sick.. as well as being addicted to certain drugs. But its still enough to make me stop and really think. He was discovered by his boyfriend and had already gone into rigor. Just the thought of finding someone I love like that scares me, I can't begin to think what hes going through. Oddly enough its his old bedroom that has become my computer room. So all for the grace of goddess, I could have been using a room that someone died in.
As far as I know he died of his illness, I think there are plans to have is body examined just to be sure. His friends are trying to get ahold of his family and I have no idea what they're going to do with his remains.
AND this is why I've been so distant and busy lately. I only have to finish cleaning my room and clean the bathroom and I should be done.... for now. Hopefully nothing else falls out of the sky to land on my lap. Till later, Ja ne!
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