Oh; did I neglect to say I love it..?
I guess most people who are suffering from a brain hiccup (read 'injury') don't think it did them a favour. I do; and I'm going to tell you why.
1. I'm a nicer person... Two years ago I was a wild wriggly line in the mood department; steep wriggles! Now, i'm barely a movement on the line of moods, I'm so even. So, I'm a nicer person.
2. Two years ago I didn't have a house. I moved to Geelong to be with my family and fell in love with a house that my sister sent to me on realestate.com. I walked in to the open for inspection and loved it; I bought it there and then. I moved into it on December 20. I still love it; even if there are things I would change (like the windows....)
The only thing that hasn't come to fruition is a job... But that seems to move closer; albeit, slowly.
Today I had to go to Centrelink. I had a 'work assessment' appointment there; and the girl was wonderful! We laughed and I explained my whole sorry saga! But I repeatedly have the same issue. They think I'm cured and I think I'm a moron.
Which is it?