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All I want for Christmas….

Someone heard our pleas, prayers, posts, and whines! It’s not even Christmas yet, and we have found a place to live! Mom & Dad have rented a house not far from where we are now, about a mile away, actually, and there is room for all of us. The close location makes them happy–they were so worried about being too far away from their church, as well as Max being far away from school. This also means we don’t shouldn’t have to pack quite as severely as if we were moving farther away. Of course, my Dad doesn’t really believe that, and is packing us as if we are moving across the country. Which is funny, since 75% of the boxes we’re for using this move are banana boxes, with holes in the tops.

The new house, at least what I’ve seen of it so far, seems nice. It’s yellow. And kinda…well, pointy. Tomorrow I’m going over to explore and get a better look, and I’ll take some pictures, so you can see what I mean.

As of today, the plan is that we’ll all split the rent & utilities: the folks, Jolene, Hattie & myself. It’s been agreed that I will be saving up, in hopes of being able to move into my own place. I’m hoping to do that by my birthday, in March.

The big problem now, of course, is packing. It’s interfering with my actual life -you know, surfing the internet, reading, watching the telly, doing my nails, reading some more, snacking, and whining because I have to get all this crap in my room put into some boxes before my father has a conniption fit. I did pack my books, but that was the easy part. Books are simple-they’re all the same basic shape, and don’t need to be wrapped or cushioned. I’ve moved a lot in my life, and have packed boxes of books over & over & over; I can do it in my sleep. It’s the other, random stuff that is going to be a pain in the tukkus. Once I get going, it’ll be fine. What I really want for Christmas is someone else to do the packing, and moving for us–and that Dad would be somewhere else during the whole thing. He’s getting on everyone’s nerves, and the day of the move is going to be hell.

be quiet


On a different subject, entirely: I saw Dr Jeff last week, and am now taking a new antidepressant combo, and have a referral to a therapist. He was concerned about me, and very nice about the whole thing, didn’t make me feel ashamed or wrong in any way. I appreciate that. He also told me that if  I ever begin to feel as if I cannot fight the darkness again, I should call him, immediately. He promised to give the office and service orders to put me through if I call. I was pretty impressed that an GP would do that. This is one of the many things I like about him.

Here’s another lovely thing to whine about:  two years ago, I informed the Department of Education that I was now considered “fully and permanently disabled,” which meant that I was eligible to have my student loans forgiven. I filled out paperwork, had my doctor sign it, and sent it in. It never arrived. We went though this four or five times. My neurologist has left his position (he’d originally signed the papers), and the PA couldn’t do the new paperwork. So the Department of Education decided I was in default, and sent my loans to collections. Because I needed one more thing to worry about, I took the new paperwork to Dr Jeff last week, and he’s filled it all out, signed & sealed. I talked to the collections company today, and they were so sweet–frankly, I was confused. All I have to do now is either fax or email that paper, and they’ll be off my back. Let’s hope this works this time!


Okay. I’m off to bed, where I’ll stay awake for the next two hours reading, I’m sure. Goody for me!

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