Depressing as shit to be back. Every single thing I see reminds me of my old life, and exerts a psychological load on my mind. Baggage, I suppose.
Anyways, had a few good sleeps, feeling less morose. Feeling more excited about getting my shit together.
Things I did:
- Dropped sister and Abby off at the airport with my brother, then went to Salisbury house on Elice Ave. with Mike and Mom, to meet Andras Egey-Samu for to collect some business things (cheques, documents, rent receipts, etc.)
- Deposited some much needed money in my Royal business account. Withdrew money sufficient to pay an outstanding water bill, for which the water was disconnected at my Westgrove property. I had assumed the new tenant had switched the utility account into his name, and that I would receive a final bill. Wrong. So I zoomed downtown to get the bill paid before 4, so that his water service could be restored. Did it. Done.
- Went to 454 Young st. to confirm that Dipshit had indeed moved out. Done. Met with Karim to sign his welfare papers. Government will be paying his rent from now on. Bonus for me, no more chasing him. I like him a lot though.
- Everything looked good at the Young St. property. Thank Science. I'll be going to Pritchard tomorrow.
- Went grocery shopping in china town since I was in that neighbourhood. Had to drive by Q's office (twice).. couldn't hold back the tears. Too f*ckin lonely this way. Made it through.
- Came home and started mad-cleaning main floor of all the shit I left there when I moved all my crap in here.
- Brother is cooking dinner. We're going to watch the new Woody Allen movie (Whatever Works), and then I'll try to convince him to go to jazz with me.
That's it
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