So today was the big visitation day. And, not surprisingly, it went just fine. Someday hopefully I will learn the valuable lesson of not worrying too much about things. Some fine day.

It didn’t start off perfectly though. The visitations guy, Mojtaba, was supposed to come at 11. And Trine from TMU was supposed to come a little before 11. So when my doorbell rang around 10.55 I was expecting Trine. But instead it was Mojtaba. So that sent me on the verge of a complete panick attack. All alarms sounding off. But it went okay. I invited him in. He sat in the chair at my desk and I sat in the chair at the computer table. And we talked a little bit. About me. My appartment. He complimented the view. And my flatscreen monitor. And probably 7-8 minutes later there was a knock at the door. That was Trine, of course. Having her there made me feel a bit more at ease. Just knowing that when there is an awkward silent pause then there is someone else there to move things along. She complimented the appartment. And the view. And my flatscreen monitor. Haha. They both seemed to agree on a lot of things. And she noticed that I had lost weight. How nice. One thing to look at the scales and see you have lost some, but alltogether nicer when someone in real life actually notices. Maybe I should try to make an effort to lose more weight. The weight I have lost has been lost without any real trying. So maybe if I kicked it up a notch I could accomplish more. A slimline Plume, who knows.

Everything went fine from there. We all talked a bit about my situation and what the plan would be. Right now it looks like Mojtaba will come and visit me once a week. And we’ll do something for 30 minutes. That’s nice, not too long. Manageable. We talked about taking some walks in the neighbourhood. He’ll show me around for a bit. Show me what’s on offer around here. And he seemed very nice and pleasant. Not intimidating at all. So I’m feeling pretty positive about it now. I was very nervous before the meeting, but now I’m left with that positive feeling of accomplishment. I did something hard and it went okay. I’m not a complete failure and I wasn’t condemned or judged or ridiculed.

It was a nice occasion to get the cleaning done yesterday as well. Not that I expected that they’d go around and look for dust bunnies or tell me that my bed ought to be facing the other direction or anything. But you know, you want your place to look okay when you get visitors. So it was a good excuse to get that done, and it feels nice as well. I think the appartment is pretty much settled now. I could use another shelf, but I don’t think I’ll get one just yet. Maybe in a while. But for now this is how I want things, and I’m happy with it.

To celebrate I made a last video tour. Final appartment: http://youtube.com/watch?v=aqax1nYBKTA. Not too different from the other appartment videos. The usual goofball cameo in the mirror. You get a look at the million bottles in the fridge. And a zoom-in on kids playing in the sandbox outside. And of course my newly-filled shelf with books, DVDs, CDs, games, comics and VHSes. Plus a stuffed animal or two. Some rock and/or roll in the background, in fact there’s a couple of times when the song goes in overdrive where I jump up and down and do dancemoves, but all you can see in the video is the camera shaking so it’s not as fun as it sounds. But enjoy, nonetheless.

If you can’t be bothered to watch the video but you still want to see the shelf then you are in luck, Chuck.

Fascinating, yes? I wish I had more books. Not new ones, to read. No. Old ones. That I have read. I use the library a lot. It’s cheaper, you know? But I wish I had all the books I had read. Lined up as status symbols. Stories to remember. I don’t usually re-read books though. So it wouldn’t make much sense to go out and buy copies. But when I win the lottery I swear that I’ll rummage through every bookstore in Denmark until I have a copy of every book I have ever read. When my purse is big enough to hold my heart, then I shall stack them from the ceiling to the floor. Or something like that.

Meanwhile fall is falling and the colours outside are fresh and delightful. Even on a grey day like today.

My mood has swung up to a quite positive state. Happy about things. Looking forward to seeing the goats tomorrow. Not dreading the eye doc on Wednesday. Generally feeling okay.

Here’s hoping it lasts for a while.

I’m still not in the mood to write about moods, sorry. My mood right now is: tired. I got woken halfway through a nap. By drilling next door. How rude. I must put up a sign outside. “Please do not drill while Plume is napping”. That should fix it. But since then I have been tired and headachey. And now I just wanna go sleepy.

I have spent most of my time today cleaning and organizing. I can now proudly say that after almost two months, I am now finally completely unpacked! Hah. I had a few boxes standing around with stuff, stuff that I didn’t really need unpacked. But now they are unpacked and the boxes are gone and everything is in its right place. Except I could need some more shelf space I think. Maybe I should buy another shelf. I shall contemplate this for a long, long time.

Now all is ready for the visitors tomorrow. Hopefully that will go okay. I will try not to worry. Just let it be. I’m sure it will be fine. I know Trine is nice and friendly. And I’m sure the visitation guy is too. You don’t get a job visiting and helping people unless you’re a nice and caring person. I am quite sure of that. This whole visitation thing is mostly, as I understood it, to make sure people can cope with living on their own. I am coping just fine. I’m doing quite well. Doing the shopping, doing the dishes, cleaning, paying bills etc. So I don’t really need help with all that I think. For me it’s more the social stuff of course. I’m not sure exactly what we’ll be doing. Talking for a bit I guess. Maybe taking a walk. Things like that. Honestly, I’m not feeling too thrilled about it. But once it’s over I’ll probably be happy about it. Socializing is always extremely difficult, but also rewarding.

Now I’m off to bed so I can be nice and rested tomorrow. Oh I have an appointment with the eye doctor on Wednesday too. To check out my peepers. As the optician recommended. When you have completely crappered eyesight (my diagnosis, those weren’t the words used by the optician) then it’s best to get them checked over by a real eye doc as well. So I have that to look forward to too. New people and places, just what the social phobic person loves!