Home alone in a storm

Dad’s gone off to Paris for the weekend with his new girlfriend and I am, essentially house-sitting… even though I was going to be here anyway, lol.

The weather has finally turned and it’s now really grey and rainy and windy outside. A bit gloomy but at least the oppressive heat has gone.

I made some important calls on Friday to claim voluntary repossession of my house. Now I think I just have to sign some forms to that effect. Need to go over to my house to pick them up.

Financial problems are deepening but at least I won’t be in limbo anymore. Me and my girlfriend want our lives to move rather than be stuck in an uncertain fog.

Who knows where all this might lead.

I’m boiling rice for a curry. Not sure what the kormas from Iceland will be like but I’ll give it a go. I usually prefer slightly spicier ones, but I’m open minded.

Been listening to Guided By Voices a lot. My friend’s new band sounds like them, I am a little envious. I wish my throat would clear up so I can sing properly. I want to start recording again.

I’ve sent off a housing form to Sheffield to get a council place. I will also apply to a local residential college. Fingers crossed I’m not living on the street in a years time. It wouldn’t surprise me though.

My dad and I are chatting a bit more, I’m hoping he has relaxed a little and knows I am staying off the alcohol. The tablets must have kicked in and are doing my head good, I’m not getting such drastic lows. We’ll see.