Fuck, finally moved out of me house. Fuck me what an ordeal.
Two old cunts (landlords) moaning about a frickin saucepan lid of all things. I'm so, so, glad to be out of that house.
A few things I've learned...
I DO NOT want to be answerable to anyone else.
Not a fucking landlord. Not a boss. Not a wife.
I want to be a sovereign individual, responsible for my own actions without anybody else telling me what to do..
What I did good
What I did bad
Tasks for tomorrow, to be better than I was today:
I want to officially let go of the whole rental debacle. I'm pretty much there, but not quite.
I didn't get around to any reading today as we've been on the road and I feel sick when I read, but hopefully tomorrow will give me the chance to get back amongst the pages.