Passed
Got my terlett did today.
The housing association service repair person came and looked at the toilet. And fixed it. It is beyond me, what exactly the problem was. The valve or the .. button.. thing that you press. for flush to be done. It was.. bent.. or pressed too much .. or something.
Anyway, he replaced it. So hopefully no more cascading waterfalls in my toilet bowl.
At least I caught the flushing meadows before it got real bad. Of course 800 liters is bad enough. But still, if it had ran all day like that, it could have been disastrous. Eight hundred liters, that’s about 12-15 days normal water consumption. And I moved in on the 10th. So November’s ater bill should be about what most months will be. It sucks, but it shouldn’t be a big deal.
Looking at my electricity and water consumption for November’s 3 weeks in the new apartment, my usage is down across the board. Less electricity, less hot water, less cold water (when subtracting those 800 liters). So that’s pretty good. I don’t know about the heating. I’m going to have to ask the housing ssociation how long it will be fore they ‘service’ the heater measuring thing. Because it’s not really satisfactory to not be able to monitor my heat consumption. Especially since I know that’s where I use more than most people. But I have been running my radiators at a lower setting than in the old place, so hopefully the heat usage is down too.
Got my packages from the friendly mailman too.
And a call from the dentist saying that they had overbooked and if it would be okay to change my appointment later in December. So that got pushed a few days back, but that should be okay. That was the appointment I made after the tooth got pulled. Will be interesting to see how my teeths are doing all in all now.
Not how I had planned to spend today, but at least it all went fine enough. Now I’m going to get me some soup, and then start preparing for the big showdown on Thursday.
Happy December, y’all. I hope it’ll be jolly.
1/12 2025
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In other news, I guess it’s fireworks season now.
Theoretically it’s only legal to fire them off just around New Year’s Eve. But that doesn’t stop anyone around.
That’s one of the few things I dno’t like about my neighbourhood. People love their fireworks.
I wonder what New Year’s Eve will be like one the 6th floor. Might be a good show.
But I’d rather not have the fireworks all of December.
Pretty much much hearing it on a daily basis now.
Anyway, it’s not a huge problem for me. I mostly worry about the goats. Always scared someone will bother them with fireworks.
But let’s hope not.
1/12 2025
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Quiet day today.
Got a Peps&Protein deliver. A little soon after the last one, but with the big days coming up I thought I’d get a delivery in before that.
I thought I might do some unpacking after that. But I didn’t. I think I’m going to wait to the curtains and internet jack are done. After that I shouldn’t have to move furniture around anymore, so then I can start putting stuff into their permanent positions.
Now, just recharging for Thursday’s big event. Saying the final goodbye to the old apartment.
2/12 2025
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Quick question: If I take a bite out of a moldy piece of bread, but I don’t swallow it. Am I in trouble? Should I draft a will?
#BlindyMcBlindfaceproblems
3/12 2025
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Other than technical difficulties on Facebook (still going on) and almost eating moldy bread, today has been nicely uneventful.
And now, just charging up for tomorrow. The big day. Final inspection at the old apartment. Strange to think that will be the last of it. Unless something unforeseen happens, I will never be in there again.
I can feel the anxiety building, but it’s not too bad. I’ve done what I can. And spending time with Helle has helped, because she has been so positive about it. I still worry about what they’ll say about the condition of the place. But I’m pretty calm about it.
There were other things during the last month where I felt like “time’s up” and that now it was all over. I don’t feel like that now.
So hopefully it will be fine. And it will be good to close that chapter.
I found the list of faults that I made when I moved into the old place. Eighteen years ago. Handwritten notes. From when I could write normally. I remember going through the place with my dad. Looking for faults.
It’s so long ago now. I remember I never thought I’d be able to move away from home. That I was too broken and messed up to ever accomplish that. And then suddenly it happened, I don’t really remember why I suddenly felt ready for it, why I suddenly took that leap. I remember being pleased that I managed to do it just before turning 30. I know that’s a very late age to move away from home, for normal people. But at least I made it out at all.
I thought I couldn’t move away from home.
And I thought I couldn’t move out of the old place.
And now here I am. I made it here, after all.
I had a couple of days when the depression was high and I wasn’t feeling too god about it. But I think I’m back to a better place. Feeling mostly happy to be in this apartment. It’s an upgrade in most ways. And I’m feeling at home and pretty happy with it.
And I get everything unpacked and the last curtains up and the ventilator turned off maybe, it should be even better.
But one day a day. I’ll get through tomorrow.
3/12 2025
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I am so relieved.
I am SO relieved.
I am sooo relieved.
You have no idea how relieved I am.
Well, maybe you’re getting a sense.
The final inspection of the old apartment was today and is now done. And you may say I passed.
I think he called it a “zero inspection”. No notes. No fault. Nothing I’m liable for.
I’m getting my deposit back! I can barely believe it. That’s a nice surprise. I forget how much it is, but I think it’s just about the size of the dentist bill for the root canal.
I’m just glad I won’t get a huge bill
I was still worried about that, despite everything.
So it is a giant relief to have that off my back. No bills. If they want to do anything to the place now, it’s on their dime.
I guess it shouldn’t be such a surprise to me, given that it’s not going to be rented out anymore. But still. I couldn’t help worrying about the condition it was in.
Granted, it wasn’t in the best condition when I moved in. Eighteen years ago. I brought the inspector notes from when I moved in, as I had been instructed to. The inspector didn’t even look at them. But I could see that in the old notes there was quite a few flaws when I moved in. The floor were worn already then, with burn marks. Lots of other issues. So it wasn’t in tip-top shape when I moved. And add eighteen years of wear and tear, it was never going to be the best of condition.
But I am lucky that it’s being demolished, so I don’t have to worry about what I might have been liable for.
I was telling my mom about it on the phone earlier, it sounded like she was almost about to laugh at it. I think my parents may have been worried about what was going to happen too.
But now it is done. I handed over the keys. And I am never going to see that place again. I’m not sure how soon they’ll start tearing it down, but before too lon it will be gone. No sign of me spending 18 years of my life there. Just a big high-ceilinged entranceway to the building, once it’s renovated.
A strange thought. That my safe space will be erased like that. But I think I’m okay with it now. I think I processed those feelings earlier in the process. When I was emptying out the place. I had some days when it hit me pretty hard.
But now I am well moved into the new place. And it feels like home here. And I am so glad to not have to worry about the old place.
I think it’s good.
Oh and of course, as always, a big giant huge thank you to Helle for the help. All the help. And for coming with me today. It turns out I didn’t really have to worry so much about the inspection itself. But it made me feel a lot more secure, having her with me. In case of trouble.
The inspection was pretty much just the inspector looknig around. Opening the fridge to see it was clean. Opening a cupboard to see it was empty and clean. A glance around the room. No notes. It took what, 10 minutes. And most of it was just chat. Nothing to be scared of, but you know I gotsta have my worrying.
We did other stuff today, but I’ll write about that later. Right now I’m going to cook up a pot of celebratory soup. And then try to relax. I am pretty wiped out, mentally and physically. But happy today. The whole process, so thankful for the help and blessings I have received.
And for the soup I am about toreceive.
Amen.
Thank you all for the positivities too!
So relived. SO relieved. Sooo relieved.
4/12 2025
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For some reason Krisen doesn’t seem to have posted this on her socials, so I’ll just do it for her.
4/12 2025
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Big day today. As previously mentioned, I passed the final inspection. With flying colours. I may have mentioned it already, but I am so relieved. What a load off my mind.
And a relief to have the old apartment finished and closed, and off my hands. Looking forward to the new place becoming my safe space.
As I said, the inspection took barely any time at all. After it was done, Helle and I went to my new place. My current place. My, only place. And then we got the curtains put up on the doors. The sawing was a little trickier than expected. We had to get the curtain rails cut down to size. But it worked out okay. So now the two doors and two of the windows are all covered by blackout curtains. Leaving one small and one bigger uncovered. And I will to evaluate on a sunny day if the coverage is enough or if we need to put up more curtains. But it’s already a lot better. And I sure am glad that Helle could help me with this, along with all the other things.
And when that was done we took a look at the ventilator in my living room. A source of continued frustration.
Helle had inquired about it with a colleague, who told her that the ventilator thing could be turned. It’s a round thing. Apparently it should be possible to turn it to cut off the airflow. I tried that myself last night, but couldn’t get it to do that. And i didn’t want to be too rough with it.
Helle tried today. And couldn’t get it to turn either. I think she put considerably more force into it than I did.
It’s really too bad it can’t just be turned to shut it off. I wish that had worked.
We ended up putting cling film, the kitchen stuff, over it. Put it there with a rubber band and ended up ushing gorilla tape.
It does cover it, and it cuts off the airflow. I think Helle was surprised how much air was going through it. So was I, it really felt like air was just rushing through it.
It feels really good to have that constant breeze cut off. Unfortunately covering it has made it louder. It’s frustrating to have that in the background. Even more annoying because it’s not a constant humm or droning. It goes for a bit and then it slows down and the airflow/noise stops. And then it goes back up in strength. So it’s kind of like a little bit of quiet and then a fairly loud sound of air whooshing.
Sigh. I’m pretty sure it’s louder when it’s covered like this.
Helle told me that some people have covered it with a box. I think I may consider trying to take the cling film off and putting some type of box around it. To see if that makes it less noisy while still stopping the constant powerful breeze in the room. I don’t know if I can make that work. But maybe the next time I get a package from amazon, i’ll try using the box for that.
Or maybe I’ll get used to the wooshing sound in the background.
My freezer is making a lot of noise too. A kind of wheezing. It seems like it’s going for 10 minutes then stops for 20 then goes for 10 minutes. So every hour it has two sessions of 10 minutes of wheezing. And it’s kind of grating too. I think I’m going to ask the housing assoc if it’s normal for it to do it that much and with that noise. May try defrosting the freezer, I feel like already after 3 weeks there’s a fair bit of frost buildup.
I just want some quiet!
But I’m happy the curtains are up. I’m happy the breeze is cut off. And I’m SO happy the inspection is passed.
Tomorrow the internet technician is coming. Between 7.30 am and 12. The visit itself shouldn’t be too hard. I have dealt with a lot of peopling lately, I can certainly deal with this. But I can’t help some worry about the internet. Hopefully it will work without problems. I may wait until Saturday to switch from the emergency mobile broadband to the new connection. I should do unpacking, but I am so beat after all this. I would like a relaxing weekend. And next week I need to get back to goats! And then I have my yearly big checkup at the doctor. So there will be things to do.
But it’s going well all in all, and I am happy that it is. It’s been a tough time, but it has gone way better than I dared hope. Pretty much everything. I don’t liek the ceramic hotplates or the ventilator, but other than that it’s been good.
Ima sleep tonite.
4/12 2025
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Well, the internet tech guy has been here. Eight thirty am, nice and early.
It took about 5 minutes, no problems. Now I haven’t actually connected my computer to the new router, I am still on the emergency mobile broadband. So I don’t know if the new connection works. But hopefully it does.
I was a little surprised because it turns out I’m not going to be using the internet jack over by the tv plug. He had to go into the ‘technical closet’ I have in the living room. The reason there’s less space in the renovated apartments is because they took part of the living room space and walled it off and made a space where there’s all sorts of cables and the ventilation pipe and stuff going through.
So the router has to go in there. That’s right next to where I have my computer, so that’s pretty good. But network cable coming out of the closet means I can’t completely close the door. I don’t think that mattesr.
Anyway, the tech guy was really nice and friendly and he hooked the cables up for me, I didn’t think he’d do that. But given that it all has to go in that tech closet, I’m glad he did. It would be harder for me to work it in there.
Now in theory all I have to do is connect the network cable to my pc and I should have highspeed internet again. I just hope it all works.
I was going to wait till tomorrow to hook it all up, but given that he connected all the cables and other stuff, I may as well try it later today. Have to give the router some time to update and activate itself. So I’ll try it a little later. Hooves crossed it just works so I don’t have to call support and mess with the installation in the closet.
So. That’s another thing crossed off the list for the big move. That was kind of the last ‘external’ thing on the list. All that’s left now is to get everything unpacked and into place. But all the stuff that requires dealing with people and outside things, that should be done now.
I should do some unpacking tomorrow. But I also feel like I really need some days of not doing anything. So I will probably just do a little bit. Right not boxes are in unhandy positions because I made space for the tech guy. So, probablay some basic tidying tomorrow. Maybe try to set up my exercise bike so it’s ready to go. And then leave the rest for another time.
I think I’m going to take a nap now, because I was up at 4:45 am. It’s 9.30 now. A nap and then I can see if the new internet works.
Happy Friday, peepsaronies.
5/12 2025
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I am SO relieved.
Again.
My previous update today about the internet tech visit was quite positive.
That lasted until I actually tried connecting to the new internet. No connection.
The tech guy had said it would work after about 30 minutes. That was two hours ago at that point. So my fatalistic mind ramped up the anxiety, telling me that now I was doomed to a life without the internet and what not.
I remembered though that they had sent me a message that said that m internet would be working “6 pm at the latest”.
So I figured I would try to wait to panic until then. And I reconnected to my emergency mobile broadband router, and that still worked. And then I went about my day, tryng to waste time until 6.
Dad was over for a visit. Dropping off their blood pressure measuring machine. I need to take some readings before my appointment next week. Kind of dreading those readings..
Dad is trying to get comfortable with my new place. I had my issues with the electronic lock system, it’s even harder for him of course. And trying to remember where to go now that I’m in a different location. Alzheimer’s is a cruel, cruel thing. But he got here at least.
Okay, back to the internet. Shortly after 6 pm I tried connecting again. No connection.
Agh. Now I was sure something had gone wrong and I was doomed. At least doomed to call support in the morning, which would be bad enough. I was worried my old computer couldn’t handle a 1000mbps connection, maybe the networking card was too old. How would i fix that. New computer?!
I started doing some basic troubleshooting. Windows wasn’t much help. So I went to the tech closet, where he had put the router. It’s kind of a scary place. Small, dark and with tons of cables. Stuff coming and going from apartment above and below.
But I found the router and looked at it. I had been able to connect to the router from my pc, so I knew there was a connection between router and pc. It was from router to the internet there was a problem.
First thing I noticed was that the tech guy had put my networking cable in port 1. The guide had recommended port 4, especially for highspeed connnections.
So I tried changing the network cable to port 4. Didn’t make a difference.
Then I tried the good old number 1 advice. Turn it off and turn it back on again. I did think there was a fair chance that might work, let the router restart and connect to the ISP, or whatever.
So i did that. Turned off my pc. Turned off the router. WAited 10 seconds. Turned the router back on. Watched lights blinking on it. And then I went to the bathroom, to give the router some time to start up and do its thing. The bathroom is kind of my safe space, in my safe space. If I’m worrying or something has happened, I will often just go and sit on the toilet. I know, TMI and I’m weird. I think it comes from way back in the day when the system was trying to get me into the job market and sent me to various places to find out what to do with me. When I was out in unfamiliar places where I didn’t feel comfortable, I could go to the bathroom and lock the door and be away from people. Literally a safe space.
Obviously I don’t need that extra safe space when I’m home alone in my own place. But I think my lizard brain still hangs on to the idea.
Anyway. As you might have guessed by now, and by the start of the post, I turned on my pc and was so relieved to get a connection to the internet. Phew.
And now I’m on a 1000/500 connection. Instead of a 7/5 emergency connection, or the 300/300 connection at the old place. A pretty big step up. And cheaper than the old one. But as long as it works. As long as I have my lifeline to the internet. And it looks like I do. Have it.
I really hope it will be stable. I rarely had problems with the old connection, which was from a different provider. I hope this provider will work as well.
I am just relieved that I don’t have to spend tomorrow on the phone with support and crawling around in the tech closet. It’s much nicer to be out of the closet, I find.
And relieved that I don’t have to worry about my emergency broadband being turned off while the new connection doesn’t work.
It’s looking fine now.
So, now I just have to unpack and organize. Then it’s all done.
Now just. Keep working, internet. Keep on slowing through the streams.
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I have tried my best to not talk about politics. Partly because I have so much else going on and on my mind. And partly because it’s pointless.
But I just have to say.
Getting a peace prize from FIFA. Is the most. Embarrassing. Thing.
FIFA. The world soccer federation. Known for boundless corruption and insanity. And you know, soccerballs. Giving a peace prize.
I was going to say it’s like your mother printing out a certificate of excellence for you, except your mother would do it out of love and genuine affection.
FIFA. We all know why FIFA did it. And we all know how utterly stupid and shameful it is.
And well all know the guy getting the award is one step away from saying “This is more prestigious than the Nobel peace prize, which I didn’t want anyway”.
God, it’s so pitiful. And I would feel exactly the same if it was given to a Democrat. Or a Danish politician. Or literally anyone. There is no one who could get that prize and not make me think it’s the saddest, smallest, most corrupt and empty of morals display of flatulence and derriere-lickery.
Oh my lord. I know his followers will think it’s a great onour. Becacuse once you’re drowning in the koolaid you just have to waft away the liferafts so people don’t know you’re doomed.
Anyway.
That’s the last political post of the year, I bet. Because it’s not an endless parade of trainwrecks, definitely no more disasters coming.
I’m going to present myself with the Iced Cream Award of Internet Tech Support Excellence. Hooray! A winner is me!
5/12 2025
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My house, in the middle of Aarhus. More or less.
5/12 2025
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I didn’t get any unpacking done today. But I did get to sleep in fairly late. It’s nice when you can just sleep as long as you want, without any appointments that you have to get up to…
I did get some stuff done in the apartment.
I took a closer look at the ventilator in my living room. There was still some air coming through it, so I sealed it up more with gorilla tape. I think I have it pretty much shut down now. And that seems to have helped with the noise it was making too. Maybe it’s because today is a less windy day and there’s less air coming through the system in general? I don’t know. But right now it feels like it’s a lot more quiet and there’s pretty much no breeze.
I haven’t had my space heater running since Helle helped me close it off. It really helps not having a strong breeze blowing on my constantly.
I also put up another bit of curtain, just covering a little bit more of the window we left uncovered. Seems good now. The light can’t bother me at the computer, but there’s enough left uncovered (though still with blinds covering it) to let in some light into the apartment.
Got my mobile broadband emergency router packed in a box. I’ll have to find out when and how to return it. The new internet is still working great, such a relief.
And I got my exercise bike set up, with sound blocking blocks under it. I hopped on for a minute. I still feel bad about how much noise it makes. The tread is so unstable that it just feels like it shakes the floor. Now that I have downstairs neighbours I feel baf about that. I really want a new one, that works more smoothly. For my sake and for the neighbours. I’m going to try to check if they happen to have one in thrift store. Then I wouldn’t have to assemble it. Otherwise buy a new one. Maybe Helle can help put it together if I can’t manage it on my own. I just need teh cheapest simplest one. But some of the deposit money I’ll be getting can go to that.
And now I just have to get back to using the bike regularly. As I had feared, my blood pressure is too high. At least I haven’t put on a ton of weight. But I need to get healthy again. With everything going on the last couple of months, I haven’t been able to prioritize it. But I will try now.
So, got some stuff done at least. I think I’ll try to do a big unpacking day next Saturday. I need goat time next week and I have the doc appointment. And I need some rest day because I feel very stressed both mentally and physically.
But I’m happy the ventilator is quiet now, and the curtains covering well. The puzzle is almost completely done. Almost all the pieces have fit into it. I just have to rearrange them in the right order. But they’re in there. Doesn’t seem to be any leftover or missing pieces. It seems like I made it.
Somehow, with a little help from my friends.
6/12 2025
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My last time in the old place. After 18 years. Thank you to Helle for the pictures. And for everything she’s done for me. I thank my lucky stars I reached out to her when thsi all began, the smartest thing i’ve done in a lnog long time.
6/12 2025
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It’s been a noisy night. I don’t know if the upstairs neighbours have had a party. I do occasionally hear their tv, or other noise. But tonight it was pretty noisy. Even some stomping. Not as bad as the tapdancing elephants in the bowling alley at the old place. But more than usual. I feel like I have heard apartment doors a lot tonight too. These electronic doors are quite noisy, I sometimes hear them out in the hall, if I’m in the bathroom.
Anyway, nothing horrible for a Saturday night.
My ventilator got a bit more noisy too. Maybe it’s more windy out now. Not the overpowering wooshing as before, though. More like a little whistling. When Helle was covering it, she mentioned that the swimming caps you can get, I think they’re latex, that would probably fit nicely on it. I’m going to order a couple I think, to put over it. To see if that does anything. But it’s a lot quieter after the extra tape i put on it today.
Time to snooze, soon.
Hey I know it’s late, but we cna make it if we run.
6/12 2025
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goatlog
7/12 2025
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Some of you may have noticed that I have mentioned Helle a lot. Because she basically saved my life and is the best.
H you want to see a little video about her, here is one that was made by a Sudanese journalist student. You can see Helle and hear a little about the neighbourhood I live in. There’s a whole lot going on, and there has been for years. And Helle is very involved with it all. Not just saving me, but saving the world. I should make her a cape. If we don’t end up using the last curtain we bought, because I’m leaving one window uncovered, maybe I can use that curtain for a cape for her.
Anyway, here’s the video.
7/12 2025
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Here I am. One month in the new apartment. How crazy is that? I know right.
The old place seems far away now. It’s funny how reality can shift. I didn’t think I could manage to exist in another place. But I guess I could.
And all the things are crossed off the list. I still have to unpack and organize properly. But all the imporant things that needed doing at specific times, before specific times, they are all done.
It’s smooth sailing from here, right?
Well, one day a day. Now I have to find my way back to a steady rhythm. A new routine. A healthier lifestyle. One hoof in front of the other.
But I can’t believe it’s been a month!
I look around me as I sit here, and yes. I see home.
Thank you everyone for helping me get to here!
7/12 2025
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That’s all for now.