There may be trouble ahead

So many feelings. Mostly the concern that nobody likes me. But definitely not romance. Basically, I hope y’all are having a more successful Valentine’s Day than I am. I was going to joke text once of my three friends with a heart emoji, but they’ve all been very lax at replying to my messages of late, so I’ve decided none of them are worthy. Can you believe I’m single?!

Oh, I’ve just heard my phone vibrate. Maybe it’s somebody announcing their undying love for me. Or it’s just some b.s. admin that I could do without. We shall see. I’ll check once I’ve finished this.

Speaking of romance, one government department got in touch about that massive back payment I received from a different government department. It’s so nice that they communicate with one another. Anyway, they want evidence that it was a mistake on someone else’s part, so that I can continue receiving certain other regular payments. Since I struggled to check my post over the holiday season (due to a combination of depression, drunkenness and assuming nobody would send out something so important over that period) I wasn’t aware of their request until they started getting angry. Well, I’ve had said regular payments suspended until I get back in touch, which I have now done. I had to go to the local blind society for their assistance, as their was a lot of stuff I just couldn’t do and/or didn’t know from my home. They have very good support workers who are savvy about such things, and the bloke I saw was very helpful. He ended up drafting me a letter of appeal which, because I also had to hand in originals of the evidence surrounding this bollocks, I handed in in person. This meant that I had an excuse to visit the pub in town, of course. That was on Thursday, and it’s now Monday. I’m not sure how long the appeal process is going to take, so the next few weeks are going to be rather tense. Worst case scenario is that I could go to jail for embezzlement. Best is that I have to spend a lot of money, “Brewster’s Millions style”, in a very short period of time. Not a problem.

So, yeah, I’ve been rather stressed. I’m amazed I got all that sorted last week, as I’ve stupidly hit the bottle quite a bit. I guess I wanted to make the most of my taxi fares into town by visiting various drinking establishments. I guess it was either that or just sit around my flat soberly feeling anxious. Ain’t got time for that shit, mofo.

And so we come to here. I’ve finally shaken off my recent hangovers, so I’m now experiencing cold, hard, merciless reality. I’m sure I’ll be back in the pub by tomorrow.

I’m still going through an odd musical phase. I’ve been playing and listening to a lot of acoustic music. Keyboards too, actually. I’ve created playlists for Jean-Michel Jarre and Tangerine Dream, in particular. I’ve not settled on any acoustic artists, just an instrumental playlist I found on Spotify. It’ll do for now. I’m not sure how long this phase will last, so I don’t know whether I should invest in another cha-ching acoustic guitar. My regular pub now has an acoustic jam session once a month, which I might attend next time it’s on. I won’t take my guitar for the first time, I’ll just check it out. Maybe I’ll go “armed” the second time, should I enjoy the vibe of it. Who knows.

The days seem to be getting longer, which bodes well for me and my nyctalopia. I’ve been out to the pub a little later than midday, and been home before total darkness. I’m sure I’ll be complaining about the hot weather in no time.

Oh golly, I still need to sort out a new washing machine, as mine hasn’t been working since the new year. Fortunately, I never go anywhere or do anything, so my need to wash stuff is fleeting. I can’t get away with it forever though, as I do have towels and sheets that need washing and, let’s face it, summer is a very stinky time. I’ve found an independent electronics store in town, and it sounds like they do installations and removals, rather than just basic deliveries. I won’t be able to get it up the stairs myself, and I have no fucking idea how you install a washing machine. I’ll put the order in today, if I remember.

Well, there you have it. Those have been my anxiety-inducing adventures since the New Year. I’ve done a few other things, but they’re not coming to me right now. They can’t have been all that exciting. I’ll try and update you again later on in the week. Maybe. If you send me a Valentine’s Day message. Or just pop over for some rampant, sticky, no-strings loving. Or stringed. Both are good.

Right, I best go see who’s texted me.

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!