My fourth post today, part of me feels like I should apologise, but I’m not going to. So tired of apologising for everything, especially when this one is going to be nice and quick. You see, I live a very frugal life – not by choice, you understand – because of homelessness and the Australian government‘s obsession with entrenching the mentally ill into a lifetime of poverty that they will never escape from.
Thus, in thinking about what I would be listing I realised I don’t think I have eleven things in the unit, let alone in the one room!
So, what do we have?
1. My computer
Not long after moving into my unit the counselling service I use phoned me up and asked if I would like a free desktop PC. Umm, duh! It took a while to locate a Windows XP disc (as the system is too old to handle anything more advanced) and when I play DVDs the sound/vision lag makes it look like everything I watch is a badly dubbed movie but hey, beggars can’t be choosers. After all, this computer is pretty much the only thing that keeps me alive.
2. A two-seater sofa (with one broken seat)
A freebie from St. Vincent’s not long after I moved in as I had no furniture and couldn’t afford any (like I said, the Australian Government intrenches poverty). It looks like a reject from a 1970s porn movie.
3. A table (hexagonal)
Another furniture freebie from St. Vincent’s. It has my computer on it and it too, looks like it’s come from a 70s porn movie. Noticing a trend?
4. Two chairs
Again, St. Vincent’s. This time I think we’ve moved from 70s porn to 1980s porn. After sitting on them for one hour your arse is so sore it feels like you’ve been riding a bike for seventeen days. So if you like having a sore arse, they’re good chairs to have, if you don’t…well, beggars can’t be choosers!
5. A fridge
It cost me $50 – which took three weeks to save up for. It’s ancient, noisy, the seals are broken and it has a habit of leaking water around the whole flat. But without it I wouldn’t be able to cool water and keep my tofu chilled, so it’s rather necessary.
6. A radio (branded with a Wiggles caricature)
Again, St. Vincent’s. Sometimes I talk to the presenter as if they can hear me. I think this is more loneliness than mental health.
7. Three photos
1. Of my mum, dad and nephew.
2. Of my brother, sister-in-law and nephew.
3. One of ‘Hostel Takeover’ (i.e. the one Impressionist artist Mr. Pho Toscape did a version of at the bottom of this post, only an actual photo)
8. Six DVDs from the library
9. A television
It doesn’t work. Again, this was a freebie, but I have no areal on the house and every indoor/amplified/outdoor one I purchased didn’t find any signal so it just sits there, teasing me with a world of news, adventure and sexy shenanigans that I can’t access. Grrr!
10. A Nintendo DS
Which I only got this week, as my mother kindly sent me hers to give me something to do to kill the mind-numbing boredom.
And…desperately trying to come up with an eleventh so I can complete the task…umm…oh…OH…would that count?
Do I count as a thing? I’m going to say yes so I can end this embarrassing post and move on to something more fun tomorrow!
However much I hate the sparse, uninspiring surrounds that I live in, however embarrassed I am that at thirty-three this is all I have in the world, this time last year I was sleeping in a park and approaching a suicide attempt. So, more than most, I am incredibly thankful for the roof I have and the few meagre possessions I own because I know what it’s like to have nothing.
Tomorrow: 10 People I can’t live without…oh joy!