Well, I managed to fix my phone, but it required me to do a complete factory reset which means I lost all my contacts and texts and so on since, silly me, I do not have a backup of that data. I could dig out a good portion of my contacts that were still saved on my old phone so at least I have that. It still sucks though :/ Always make backups, kids.

In other news I moved to a new apartment last weekend. I’m still unpacking, it’s kind of a big endavour, especially since there’s nothing here except the basic utilities and a couple of lamps the old tenant was kind enough to leave hanging, so there are a lot of things I need to buy. I’m gonna go on a great big hike to Ikea so I can get furniture and what not and my sister can get some baby stuff :V

It’s nice to have a bigger place and one where things are actually running smoothly. The janitor here is super nice for example, props to him.
The company that owns my old apartment is teetering on the edge of bankruptcy so nothing is kept in order unless it’s absolutely necessary. Basically that means everything there is broken – Hallway doors, ceilings, laundry machines, etc. I’m glad I could finally get away from that shithole, jeez.

Anyway, new apartment is nice, even if it’s very apparent that the building is super old, and so are some of the utilities. I think the stove is at least 30 years old and the toilet/bathroom is very old school in that it couldn’t possibly be any smaller than it is. Also the stairs here are fucking dangerous.

Ah well, in turn it has the biggest basement storage room I have ever seen for an apartment. It is literally as big as my living room if not bigger and has lights and a plug and everything. When my dad saw it he just kind of looked at it in envy and muttered that you could make a workshop down there, which you really could.
However, it seemed like it hadn’t been cleaned in 20 years so I nearly coughed myself to death when I did my best to sweep away the incredible amount of wall dust in there D:

It’s also located very nicely. There’s less than a 10 minute walk to the station and 15 to the mid-city mall/shopping area, and at the same time it’s far enough away that it doesn’t feel like the middle of the city. There’s very quiet here actually, which I appreciate.

Moving to another city comes with some issues, though. I’m technically on long term sick leave so I’m the municipality’s bitch and so far they have been very rude and unhelpful. There’s no telling when they’ll get their act together and look at my case. Yay, a new thing to be stressed about.

All things considered I have been feeling very well recently. Not hysterically, overly well as it sometimes happens, just normal well. It’s a long, long time since I’ve felt normal. I started taking Lamotrigine in December (hello my name is Gitte and I have bipolar disorder) and have slowly been increasing my dosis since then. I’m reluctant to believe it, but it seems like it’s working :o If this continues it’s such a relief. I can’t take antidepressants, they make me worse, but I imagine this is what it feels like when they do work.

I really want to get back to drawing once I’m done with all this apartment stuff. I still don’t think it’s going to be easy for me, but I feel motivated and not like it’s a chore I have to take care of. Hope it’ll stay that way. Wish me luck!