As the title says, I have set the date. I am so very very tired.
I have moved with my friend & her kids into her boyfriend’s house & its not a picnic. I basically live in the garage since its a 3 bed house & her 2 kids have finally got their own room.
I keep saying ‘it’s a roof over my head’ & ‘I could be on the street’. But I think I might prefer anywhere else but here.
He wakes up at 5am to go to work, so everyone is awake, including me who gets woken by the garage door. Mind you, I have a sleeping problem. Most days I cant get to sleep till 2 or 3am. So the past 2 weeks I have been running on about 3 hrs sleep a night.
Plus the area we live in is 2kms away from the nearest bus stop. Now that makes it very hard for me to get around.
Also with him working, he thinks that my friend & I are lazy cos we dont have jobs. He gets upset when he comes home cos the kids make a mess & to him it looks like we have done nothing all day.
So he takes most of my money for rent & board, thinking that if I have little money left I’ll get tired of it & get a job. Mind you, I dont even have a proper room & I dont use much electricity & I dont watch foxtel. I also dont eat that much. They are always going out & drinking or buying shit they dont need, like dvds & figurines, things i used to do & buy, & they show it off to m3 then complain about having no money!
And there’s shit happening in this house that I swear im the cause, cos technology hates me.
I get treated like one of the kids when its dinner time, but every other time when I try to talk or join an activity, I get ignored. And because my ‘room’ is downstairs where the xbox & computers are the kids are always down there yelling & screaming like kids do. I get the feeling that I’m just a piece of furniture that they feel obligated to keep, though they’d rather throw it away.
Thats fine, I’m outa here in January. That should give me enough time to complete my list of things to do. If I survive fucking Christmas! !!