Ah shitty the anxiety has hit back and it is bad at the moment. I can’t concentrate on anything.
Plus side of today I managed to get moving boxes, so as soon as I start hearing from the council what they can help me with, I can start packing and looking for somewhere. Weirdly I have found something already, but there is little point me looking properly till I can figure out what is going on.
Also I have discovered that as of next month, I will have paid this damn logbook loan off and we will have a spare £130 odd pounds a month.
Trust me, when I say, no matter how desperate you get, do not get a fucking logbook loan, sell the damn car. Its not worth it and costs a fucking fortune.
Also hopefully at the same time, I will have heard from PIP if successful in that, thats another £200, plus the backpayment, which will come in very useful with moving costs.
Despite the fact my whole world is changing and probably why my anxiety is so bad, the moving isn’t causing me a major concern, I am very calm about the whole thing, although as soon as the council give me some news and it starts being real then it might be a whole different story.
Just got to keep my fingers crossed that I don’t end up in temporary accomadtion, I don’t think I could handle that. I am also going to talk to them about applying with other councils. I am in the lucky position of being on the boarder of 3 counties, each with their own rules and ways on how they do this sort of thing.
I am still trying to convince my partner to move near to my friend C (250 miles away) and also his ex and her family to come with us, I don’t think this is an unreasonable request, but my partner looks at me as though I have finally lost my marbles. That takes some doing, considering how much he has dealt with.