Where the wind blows me...

Hm, interesting things are developing in my life... however nothing to put me over the moon with happiness.

When I came up here I had these visions of living nicely and comfortably with our family friend, who is like a Big Sister I never had, typing and working hard and also maybe catching up with a few old friends. It seems the tangled little web I have woven for myself has now wrapped itself around my neck and is threatening to strangle me.

My visions of comfortable living have been shattered as I am now required to go and squat in a stranger's house in an even stranger place in order to be on site at the office to do this typing work. *sigh* So, now I have to face an indeterminable length of time, alone, surrounded by strangers and working myself into a coma. I know, as The Viking said, I want to have my cake and eat it. But surely I am entitled to finally having my cake and eating it. For so long I have pushed myself aside and now, when I do put my foot down and say "Me Time," fate transpires to bite me in the butt.

Is it possible for things to continuously and persistently go awry in one person's life?

Forgive me and excuse me while I assume the foetal position and suck my thumb!