alivicwil

yoinked from the gorgeous piecesofcandy

Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like you.

Then you re-post this & spread the love. With a spatula.

we're off to Sydney tomorrow...

We've tickets to Lily Allen tomorrow night - along with maldini_3's sister (who I haven't met yet), and his best mate and his gf.

Friday, I'm hoping to catch up with my friend, V. We did an M.Ed together... She's been teaching ESL in China for the last little while, but is back in the country for a month.

Saturday, we've got the Big Day Out... I cannot tell you how much I'm looking forward to it!

Home on Sunday, after catching up with eliiiiza at some stage...


Thankfully, I'll have Monday to rest, before Australia Day on Tuesday, then back to work on Wednesday.

(Let's not talk about the assignments I haven't marked yet!)

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I am about to start cleaning out HMD's room.

He's not paid rent in 3 weeks... Was last seen on Dec 21 or 22 and reminded that I wanted him gone by Dec 28. He thought that was do-able.

I went home for Christmas and came back on the 28th to find the freezer and bathroom clear of HMD's stuff, but everything else here (though no car).

Texts and Voicemail messages left. No word back. Some time on the 29th, his phone was switched off, so calls went direct to message bank. I tracked down his work number online - both the phone and fax get picked up by fax machines. beeeeeeeeep to you, too.

Gnomeangel told me to have the locks changed, but I let HB get in my head with his "you're being unreasonable, over-reacting, ridiculous..." - that, combined with not being able to get a locksmith until the new year, made me wait. (HB's still paying his half of the mortgage, and popping by - when I'm not hear - to take more of his books and things. I don't want him to be accusing me of locking him out of 'his' house, and my solicitor-friend agrees that I need to be keeping him in the loop.)

I get home from Sydney yesterday; everything's still here.

Snooping in HMD's room this morning, I discovered a stack of business cards: drug and alcohol counselling, and an AFP an a Parole officer's cards included. Joy oh fucking joy.

So: the possibilities are: he's a complete jerk; he's gone fishing; he's dead somewhere; and, a late entry, he's in jail.

I go down to the local cop shop to ask them what my options are... Move his stuff into the garage and change the locks. I text HB to tell him I will be changing the locks. He calls me back; he's all "are you sure? really? you think so? well, I suppose if you really want to, then I wouldn't have a problem with it." Umm, yeah, thanks.

A couple of hours later, he texts me: "I can help you move HMD's stuff on Wednesday, if you like." FFS. Remember the part where I've told you multiple times that I've got someone moving in on Tuesday the 5th? Wednesday's no good to me. And I'm not feeling generous enough to issue points for effort; sorry.



Bah!


I don't want another year of being negative. I want my baggage gone. I don't want to have to deal with HB's wishy washiness anymore. I don't want to have to deal with HMD's stuff. I don't want to have to be a grown up, and have to deal with sorting out what to do with my house. Do. Not. Want. I also don't want to keep interpreting things in the worst possible way (OMG the world is ending). I don't want to keep on with these pity parties... And so, I'm going to get off my backside now, and go be productive :)

I got cut off before I finished this one, but it's possibly a little clearer than the other one?


I hate the way I seem to be ending every sentence with a question mark... It's an Australian thing to do, but I hope I'm not usually as bad an offender as I am here!

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