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Medicated depression, day #192

Woke up early and went to wake up son before making breakfast.

Handyman from the maintenance company has been here to look at the clogged sink in the kitchen, it's very blocked as he managed to thread down a 2 meter wire in the sewage pipe and not clear it, so they are gonna call in the guys who flush with high pressure water, either tomorrow or Friday.

I just got off the phone, seeking information about my application for compensation, one and a half hour wait in phone queue, to get the answer that they haven't even opened my application nor processed it yet.

Woah, the high pressure guys just showed up, to clear the sewage pipes, they had camera and showed me how much fat and gunk that were in the pipes. 3 meters down there was a huge lump of fat and assorted gunk that clogged up the pipe.

Later: I feel exhausted right now, I've cleared up some mess, about my compensation and about the clogged sewer .. was just reminded by son that we have a "secret mission" this afternoon, go by bus to meet wife so they can shop for pants as son has outgrown most of the pants that fit this spring .. for school-start and autumn.

I just wanna lay down now, it was very draining to be alert and accommodating with the people over the phone and then later the first guy from the maintenance company and not even a half hour later the other guys from the high pressure sewer clearing guys. I've only had one cup of coffee this far.

If I go to lay down for a bit, I'll fall asleep .. and sleep till the evening. Must stay awake.

Later: Wrote a post about memory and how weird it is, that suddenly I got back a 20 year old memory that explained some weird behavior from a person I considered to be a friend, but obviously wasn't.

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