Thursday, 21 August 2008

Red tape and other joys...

So this week I have been dealing (with decreasing patience) with bureaucratic bullshit. Particularly annoying as dealing with this requires me to have no money and be running around talking to idiots and explaining to them how to do their job while struggling with feeling like shit myself. I think I'm doing pretty well, all things considered!

Things are looking up. My doctor is lovely and completely understood when I said I was struggling to find records of what I had been doing during the period in 2005 when I was severely depressed and not seeing anyone about it. Unlike others I've spoken to, she seemed to understand that that was part of the condition! All the paperwork I need to do has been deposited in the appropriate places and I am now waiting for Studylink to talk to University and then eventually to me. At which point they will tell me that they need proof that I haven't any income. So I have a month from today to live off my overdraft and hope that they get the paperwork done before I run out of pretend money.

Fortunately for me, I have an overdraft, a thorough grounding in navigating bureaucracies (thank you Father), parents who care about me and have the money to bail me out if things get too bad, and am a smart-little-middleclass-student. I'm also non-white and female... but hey, I reckon I still have a lot more privilege than most.

I received the most awesome package from Superhooker. I'd asked for a crocheted totoro for Teresa, so that is part of what I received. She also made me an additional extra little friend of totoro. What is his name? Here be their picture:


For myself, I asked for a knitted praying mantis. I'd seen one online that I really liked but hadn't a hope in hell of making for myself. So she did. It is green and pink and lives on top of my craft box praying for inspiration and follow-through.


I have done some work on the thesis. Which makes a pleasant change! And I am trying to make sure I see the people I want to see. Which shouldn't feel like work, but does on a bad day. Though to be fair, on the worst days seeing them usually makes me feel better in the end. And people are being nice to me. So life goes swimmingly. My head be just above the water and that be about as much as I ask for and a lot more than I expect.

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