Happy Mother's Day to all the Mothers,... except me. My children pretend I don't exist so NO MOTHERS DAY FOR ME. Whatever,... I am so used to it it doesn't even bother me anymore. It's just another day.
I have had drama again. I cannot wait to get out of this building. One of the tenants stole from me and I ended up having to call the police today. It's a long story that drags out over the past week. But the bottom line is K***y took a computer,... a computer screen,... 3 old phones,... a table,... a set of shelves and walked out of my unit without paying. He is an Indian and thinks women are second class citizens. He talked over me,... he tried to control me,... but in the end he found out YOU DONT FUCK WITH IRISH WOMEN! He convinced the police he didn't have the phones (so I never got them back) but I did get the shelves and table back as well as the computer. I have said all along the people in this building are grifters and thieves and liars. I have never in my life come across such nasty folk as I have in this Ontario Housing Building.
I am counting the DAYS until I am gone,... 18 and counting.
I have run into problems getting rid of my stuff. People here have all come in and said "I'll take that,... and that,... and that,..." until I had everything gone. But suddenly they have all flaked on me. They don't have money (becasue they know I am leaving and want me to give it to them for free) So now I have to start all over again only this time on marketplace on facebook. I hate the flakes in this building. They have literally set me back a week. Bunch of grifters and thieves. I would rather throw my stuff in the garbage than let some of the scammers here have it. All they want is FREE STUFF.
When I got hit by the car last year ~ NOT ONE PERSON came to my door to see if I was alright. But as soon as I had free stuff to give away (all my small stuff I just gave away) they were lining up to see what they could scam for free. Soon as they got what they wanted - they go away and don't talk to you. When they first came in,... I almost found myself saying "caw,... caw,... caw,..." VULTURES! You should have seen them! Didn't care I got run over by a car,... but now want all my kitchen stuff for free. Typical,... Having said that,... I do have to say that 2 women (M****n & D***A) were great. I had to stop taking their money as they kept giving me too much. So there are some nice people here. The nasty's just out-weigh them sadly,...
Again,... I cannot wait to board that plane and get the hell out of Ontario Housing.
I got a lot done despite the police today. I got rid of a lot more and someone from marketplace came to buy a small bench. I got $20 which in the end all adds up. I have made about $200 so far.
I'm starting watching YouTube videos about travelling to Vancouver from Toronto and I have learned so much. There is so much I didn't know and would probobly have been stopped because of my baggage. So now I know exactly what I can and cannot bring. I also learned a lot of travel tips for comfort, etc,... I even watched a video of someone getting out of the taxi at Pearson and they video'd their whole experience going through checkout and boarding so I have a good idea what to expect now. When I get out of the taxi I will now know exactly where to go. This has lessoned some of my anxiety about travelling.
It was game day today so that had me in a good mood. Okay they didn't play the best but it passed the time.
And now I am cleaning. Now that some of the stuff has gone, I can see the floor again. So I vacumned and mopped the floors. Having OCD, it has not been easy for me living in what looks like a flea market for the past few weeks. But, I know it's only for a short time so I can deal with it.
Phew,... I am so exhausted. I am finding this all a bit much for me now. I am old and tired and in pain. But I still have to do it all by myself. It has been a lot. I really do need a break but I don't have the time. I am on a tight schedule to get stuff done so I have no choice but to just push on. I can rest once I am there.
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