cope, eat, hope
Was after 10 am before we got to sleep, the time we were intending on getting up to start emailing and phoning. Voice mail alert text message got us up after 2. Email box full of confirmations from housing associations and our reference number. Lost the priority application but we are registered and have at least one private let viewing and a train booked to get most of the way there, also found a check for almost £100 for over paid council tax on the door mat. So not bad for the day after receiving notice. Tired but hopeful. Glad its Friday tomorrow we can work on the priority points and this place. Be good to get a nights sleep. Not counting on it though.
Pubs, monsters, guns and falling corpses in our dreams. The falling corpses were the worst we got splattered a few times but not hurt. Blokes were throwing them down over us. We wasted the only round in a revolver some older guy gave us on a giant, then headed off somewhere. People were running round trying out different methods to deal with the monster zombie things and helping out survivor kids. Fishing nets worked the best was just annihilating the monsters, the kids got very skilled at turning them to mush really quickly with one swoosh of their nets. More normal dream/experience weirdness than a nightmare.
Lad is taking it all pretty well, as he does. He seemed quite excited at the possibility of a real fire. It won't be much fun trying to find somewhere for the cats if we can't take them, can't be racking myself with guilt over it though. Princess's hand holding and cuddles all night didn't help. No justice pusses. Wish it wasn't true but it is, we can only do what we can do.
Pubs, monsters, guns and falling corpses in our dreams. The falling corpses were the worst we got splattered a few times but not hurt. Blokes were throwing them down over us. We wasted the only round in a revolver some older guy gave us on a giant, then headed off somewhere. People were running round trying out different methods to deal with the monster zombie things and helping out survivor kids. Fishing nets worked the best was just annihilating the monsters, the kids got very skilled at turning them to mush really quickly with one swoosh of their nets. More normal dream/experience weirdness than a nightmare.
Lad is taking it all pretty well, as he does. He seemed quite excited at the possibility of a real fire. It won't be much fun trying to find somewhere for the cats if we can't take them, can't be racking myself with guilt over it though. Princess's hand holding and cuddles all night didn't help. No justice pusses. Wish it wasn't true but it is, we can only do what we can do.
