On Tuesday, after writing my last entry, I headed to my artsenta writing group thing. After which, after killing some time in town, I had lunch with Oli. He is good company as a rule.
That night I got Hell pizza for probably the last time in a while - the student discount voucher expires tonight and I was only buying it to enjoy the cheap. And the pizza was covered in salad so almost felt appropriate for how warm the day was.
It was also during this very warm evening that I realised my fan wasn't actually blowing, so dissembled it to get at the fans and cleaned them. Amazing how little dust stuck to the blades it takes to make a fan much much less efficient. And led to dirty air currents that trapped themselves inside the cage.
Wednesday, I did little but dust Lego while listening to some more of Kevin Hearne's Iron Druid audiobook series. I am not sure I like the series, but it is entertaining. In the evening I went dinner at Carla and Ian's of Couplands family pie and salad. Followed by some Dungeons and Dragons.
That night I was being annoyed by my tumour thing being more swollen than normal. My neck felt the wrong size and swallowing was uncomfortable. Fortunately it came down again over night. I mean, it sucks but it doesn't seem like it is actually going to kill me soon, as much as it felt like it might late Wednesday night.
Thursday I got up early and made myself look human to go and talk to a psychiatry supervisor about being a training psychotherapy patient for a psychiatrist in training. It went well, and I should be contacted soon by whoever I ended up allocated to.
As I got home I was spotted by the tenancy liaisons that I was expecting to have have a meeting with in the afternoon. Since they knew I was home they came early and I discovered I had been given a flat on the floor I wanted, and though no-one was sure how the letters works I assumed the unit would even be on the sunny side.
Friday morning the landlords had a big open house with catering (by Precinct - so pretty 'fancy'), and reporters from several outfits, and a bunch of Kāinga Ora head office monkeys. Everyone crowded into the lounge of one of the ground floor units and there were speeches. Then the food. But more important than trying the food I got the token hot tenancy liaison (I am sure I have mentioned him and his 'upside-down head' on the occasion of some other time he was in town) to show me my new unit.
My unit turned out to be the one I most wanted. Complaining was rewarded, or it just reminded my tenancy manager of the earlier conversations.
But I couldn't just loiter with the cute guy for too long, he started telling one of his higher-ups about my Lego and also trying to explain the changes from the old building. Somehow I got talked into taking said higher-up for a tour of my current flat, with all its half packed Lego. Thus leaving the weirdness of paying too much attention to the cute, bald, probably-straight, boy for the weirdness of being alone in my flat with a too-well-dressed middle-aged homo. My brain generates too much awkwardness.
And then I got my sistema container - one that came free with oranges once and thus has oranges printed on it - and went and loaded up on wraps. Because they had over catered and I am cheap so will jump at any offer to load up on freebies.
So my lunch and dinner were both chicken and salad wraps. In the evening I watched my important shows, WandaVision and an embarrassing CW show. Then watched the first season of Gummi Bears, because Disney+
Saturday I am pretty certain I didn't so much as open my door. I just dozed and cleaned Lego and watched some youtube.
And today is going the same way.
[edit] Left house for a walk and to buy takeaways. A little sun - something I have been avoiding. And the loose approximation of all the exercise I need but never make myself do.
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