Showing posts with label Bones of my arse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bones of my arse. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 3, 2018

One step forward, two steps back.

After selling as much stuff as possible on eBay and Le Bon Coin, I once again find myself with an unexpected, hefty bill. The bloody power bill arrived today, and it's more than 4 times last month's bill! Go figure. I'm very frugal with electricity (heating etc), and consume as little hot water as possible. I've written a letter to my electricity provider to say that I find it extremely unlikely that I have consumed that much electricity. Nearly 300€ fuck it all. 

So, no food for me this month! Pissed off.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

New beginnings.

Kia ora koutou. Here I am again for another brief visit. Well, no actually. I hope to make this a regular thing. In fact I've promised myself. I'm actually coping quite well at the moment (touch wood), and have even started listening to music again; something that I haven't done since my son died. So, progress is being made. Hopefully the next step will be getting back in to reading; something else that's been on the back burner for 7 and a half years. My Kindle and bookshelves are well stocked waiting for the right moment.

Something that I have discovered is that I always have something to worry about. At the moment it's financial woes. Apparently I'm not alone in being someone with Bipolar who is reckless with money. Well, I have been and now find myself in deep shit, to the point where I might lose my accomodation and find myself out on the streets. No shit! More than a bit scared but hoping that I'm overreacting as I often do.

Other than the above difficulties, all is well. I'm enjoying living by myself and yet seeing my son basically when I want to. Thankfully my ex and I still get on really well. We have lunch together as 'a family' every Sunday and help each other out with odd jobs and the such like.

The big news is that I'm on a diet (called PH@TT) and have lost 13kgs in a little over three weeks. I can now tie my shoelaces without nearly passing out! Another couple of weeks to go to reach my goal.I'm feeling really good physically and, for the most part, mentally (minus the above-mentioned difficulties). Long may it continue.

I have had so many mountains to climb in my life. Some will see me never reaching the summit,  but I'm proud of myself for those that I have been able to surmount. Life is a journey and the realisation that I have past the halfway point of my life is a great motivating factor to, as my ex would say (imagine French accent), PUSH MY BUM!

Voila. That's me for tonight.  I'll be back.

Word of the day: PROACTIVE.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Job hunting... Or not.

This job hunting is doing my head in and is now beyond urgent. I have never been without a job (except for 3 months in 1998). I'm seriously stressed and having a bit of trouble coping. Nothing in the fridge for at least another week. Am I complaining? You bet your bottom dollar I am. Scared shitless to be honest. I'm selling as much of my stuff on eBay as I possibly can, but then have problems paying for stamps. Please let things improve soon. This situation is not helping my depression/bipolar. Doing the hard yards.