everyone seems to be panicking around me about the concept of me being homeless. I welcome it. A house is merely bricks and mortar. Really whats the worst can happen?
Been pretending to be into this moving stuff and have managed, in two weeks, to back three boxes.
Really who cares? Life has a way of making lemonade out of lemons. Bring it on i say.
The only drama I have is being sucked in by everyone else's negativity. Grant you I appear to be lazy but when the chips are down I's ok.
Alright, got to go. Building my cardbox so it is cyclone resistant.
Bel
Mood - scared of panic...Am I only th calm one?
Music - T.V and yep, fish tank needs water
Argh! Isn't moving a pain? You realise just how much crap you have. Good luck finding a roof, hon - do you have some friends or family you can crash with if nothing else turns up?
Oh bindy i'm sorry to hear this! I guess my brother losing his job isnt as bad as not having a roof over your head. Like Jodievdw said do you have somewhere to stay? I wish there was something I could do but I dont live in sunny Queensland.
bindy
2 Comments
