Tuesday, 3 February 2015

The cold hand of depression

We both felt it yesterday. Feeling flat, tired, not wanting to do anything. Even getting up in the morning was hard. Nothing was inspiring. Nothing a distraction from the gloom. Was like that the whole day. Much of it we simply spent brain dead in front of the telly.

I guess that job falling through at the 11th hour, and now having to raid David's super this time isn't exactly a thrilling moment for either of us. Presently we're waiting for the super fund to process the form sent in and put the $7,800 into David's account (yes they take $2,200 in tax - gotta do that heavy lifting for SSJoe you know). We're down to the last bit of money again. 

Hopefully will be in by the end of the week or we're going to have rather a poverty filled few days. Didn't take long with mine the other month but this is a different fund than mine. Suppose I'll get David to ring them and get an idea of how long they'll be doing this. If they drag their feet the rent is paid, but our next money won't be until Tuesday next week with David's Newstart of $470 a fortnight. We've got the fortnightly fruit and veges coming this Thursday too so that'll help.

Haven't contacted the social worker yet. Had a psychologist appt yesterday too but cancelled that as well. Sometimes it can be just too depressing to go. 

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