28.02.99 - Magic FM and limits

I was all geared up to write this journal entry but I got sidetracked tuning in all the radio stations on my hi-fi system. It's pretty cool actually because now I can receive all these good London radio channels. At the moment I am listening to "Magic FM" which used to be called "Melody FM". It's full of all those sappy, soft music songs and it's a good way to wind down on a Sunday evening after a bath. Argh! They just started playing a 'Simply Red' song so I think I will switch stations again.

My Mum phoned me on Saturday morning because there was a letter there from my bank and she said it had been sent first class which usually means it is important. I told her to open it and was embarrassed, angry, worried and annoyed all at the same time when she told me it was from the credit card company to say that I had used more than my credit limit. I know I had used the card a lot recently what with having to buy more petrol and buying a few bits and pieces for the new flat but I was sure I should have still been within the limit. I was wracking my brains trying to think of any major purchase I may have made and forgotten but I couldn't. I phoned the credit card company and they told me that the heating company had charged me twice for the heater pump we had to have replaced! That thing was about £450!! No wonder it sent me over the limit. I am going to kick arse tomorrow when I phone the heating company. I just can't believe their little incompetency caused me all this worry and screwed up my credit card account in the process. Grrrrr.

I finally managed to end the relationship I was in! Wohoo! I won't go into details but it has all worked out better than expected and with any luck we'll stay friends (or friendly at least). At least that is one worry off my mind. I get my worrying instinct from my Mum. I swear if there were an Olympic event in worrying, she would have won gold every time or at the very least got a bronze.

Yesterday was a washing marathon and today has been an ironing and cleaning marathon. I suddenly realise what hell my Mum went through every day when I lived at home and I can sympathise with the hard work she puts in now. I am still struggling to get into some kind of a routine that will allow me some free time which is why you may have noticed the journal entries slipping a little. I'm not doing that badly though and even though a certain friend had the cheek to call me a 'housework weenie' I think I'm coping quite admirably for my first time living away from home.

I called my ex work colleague, Tina yesterday. I invited her to my leaving "do" on March 12th but we are going to a chinese restaurant and she doesn't like chinese food! Whoops! Well I told her we would most likely be going for a drink beforehand to get us warmed up and in the mood and she said she might come along for that which will be nice if she can make it. I said she was welcome to look me up in London any time she is down this way and she does pop down this way sometimes because her brother lives in Muswell Hill. It's always good to keep in touch with old workmates.

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