March 13, 2008
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HHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I can't believe the kind of day it's been! I test-drove two cars, and liked both, and have now decided which one to buy. A 1997 Ford Focus GL wagon, green, grey interior, lots of toys on it (including air conditioning), 2-year warranty with a low deductible, certified, e-tested, licensed, and taxes included for $3600. I'm going to call the dealer tomorrow morning to confirm my decision, as I said I wanted to sleep on it to be sure. My uncle Pete referred me to this dealer, and says he's the most honest guy he knows. I think this purchase is a decent bet.
Then I came home, and Gilly mocked me because my pants were hanging so loose she could see my undies sticking up all the way around. I weighed myself, and was several pounds less than I expected to be, especially given a number of dietary and hormonal factors that combined could be tacking on up to ten pounds in retained water. I'm all psyched about going to the gym tomorrow.
Gilly went out tonight and came home with the announcement that among the large crowd of newbies in the local singles' club that showed up at coffee tonight, there was an Asian hottie computer guy who wears lots of red clothing and rides a motorcycle. We joked that he'd be perfect for me.
I ran downstairs to check the mail, and I found a letter from my lawyer stating that he had received and forwarded my psychiatrist's report, but had not yet received a report from my family doctor. He asked that I contact him after March 12.
The next letter I opened was from the CPP Disability review board. According to the federal government, I AM OFFICIALLY DISABLED. WOOHOO! I know, it's an odd thing to be happy about, but it takes away some worries. I won't get any more money out of it, but what it means is that when my ODSP comes up for review in a year and a half they'll automatically renew it because CPP already said I'm disabled. Sometime in the future CPP will review me again, but it takes longer for them to check on you because they require a greater level of disability in order to approve an applicant.
So I'm doing a happy dance now when I should be in bed. My eyelids are drooping but my brain is buzzing. I must celebrate. I must... get myself another big glass of water, because I'm really freaking thirsty.
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