So far, no good. I feel like I can't get a break. The following has happened over the last couple weeks:
- My car went to shit and cost me $450
- My former landlord tried to withhold 1/7 of my damage deposit due to an insufficiently clean bathroom AFTER her husband inspected the apartment and signed off on my verification of vacancy and returned keys (and I've had to involve the Residential Tenancy Branch because, goddamnit, whether I need it or not, that's my money)
- My father, whose vacant townhouse I agreed to live in for the next three months, hence vacating the apartment, informed me nothing I accomplish while fat is worth anything and he actually doesn't want me living in his place because he doesn't want people to know he has a fat kid
- I slept in and missed an hour of work and pissed off my colleagues
- My grandmother died
- My Thanksgiving long weekend plans to hike and hit the hot springs were squashed as I have to be in Vancouver for Grandma's party (we don't do funerals, just celebrations)
- Continued car trouble caused me to miss two tests
- I'm averaging five hours sleep a night (I'm a BIG sleeper, so this is brutal for me)
- I've lost interest in food
I think I'm going to take a break and try to find my head. This isn't me.