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Nov. 7th, 2006 05:31 pmAlmost done moving. Phew! Thanks to Dave, Rebecca, Marc, and Romy for helping.
I asked my mom to help with the last of it. Of course she was angry that I wanted her help. Which I don't understand, but whatever. She's helping.
I guess I haven't made it clear enough to people that I am moving things EVERY DAY and therefore need help EVERY DAY. If there's anything left after me and my mom go through, maybe I'll ask Dawn next.
I am pretty mad that this is how it's gone. It's made me wonder about a lot of the locals that I call friends.
I'm also mad because I'm being attacked twice for something I did once. I refer to the lawyer, who finally sent the letter I talked to her about on 10/23. It says exactly what I told Craig and his mom it was going to say. Craig called me last night to say that they were changing the locks at the end of the week. My response: ok, but that means I'm contacting my lawyer. Craig called me back a few minutes later to say they wouldn't be changing the locks, but I really had to hurry up.
Mind you, I don't WANT this to take as long as it is. I want closure so I can move the fuck on with my life. Mind you, legally, I have until December 1 to be done, and I will certainly be done before then. Yes, I only spent about an hour and change there on Saturday. But the entirety of the move took SEVEN HOURS. Craig apparently believes that if he can't see me working, I must not be. Object permanence issues much?
Never mind the fact that the Lexapro made me REALLY sick--constant headaches and tremors, nausea, insomnia--all things that it usually helps, but in some cases makes much worse. Never mind that I went to a wake on Sunday after work for my mom's boyfriend's mom. Never mind that I'm working EVERY DAY this week.
It's becoming very difficult to remember that someday I may regret the things I want to say and do now.
I asked my mom to help with the last of it. Of course she was angry that I wanted her help. Which I don't understand, but whatever. She's helping.
I guess I haven't made it clear enough to people that I am moving things EVERY DAY and therefore need help EVERY DAY. If there's anything left after me and my mom go through, maybe I'll ask Dawn next.
I am pretty mad that this is how it's gone. It's made me wonder about a lot of the locals that I call friends.
I'm also mad because I'm being attacked twice for something I did once. I refer to the lawyer, who finally sent the letter I talked to her about on 10/23. It says exactly what I told Craig and his mom it was going to say. Craig called me last night to say that they were changing the locks at the end of the week. My response: ok, but that means I'm contacting my lawyer. Craig called me back a few minutes later to say they wouldn't be changing the locks, but I really had to hurry up.
Mind you, I don't WANT this to take as long as it is. I want closure so I can move the fuck on with my life. Mind you, legally, I have until December 1 to be done, and I will certainly be done before then. Yes, I only spent about an hour and change there on Saturday. But the entirety of the move took SEVEN HOURS. Craig apparently believes that if he can't see me working, I must not be. Object permanence issues much?
Never mind the fact that the Lexapro made me REALLY sick--constant headaches and tremors, nausea, insomnia--all things that it usually helps, but in some cases makes much worse. Never mind that I went to a wake on Sunday after work for my mom's boyfriend's mom. Never mind that I'm working EVERY DAY this week.
It's becoming very difficult to remember that someday I may regret the things I want to say and do now.
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Date: 2006-11-07 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-07 05:54 pm (UTC)I have to teach after work today, but let me know if I can help with anything the rest of this week.
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Date: 2006-11-07 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-08 05:21 pm (UTC)Maybe I should think about moving away again.