Getting Somewhere

Who cares about i-phone when fantastic poster size prints of dirty dishes have arrived. I’m sticking them all over the kitchen, to compete with the real thing.

The I-phone. Chapter two.

Failed attempt no. 5

Got all my ID, and set off in new second hand car, armed with printed experian report – status summary ‘excellent’.

Roughly 47 seconds later car ground to a halt.

Got out of car, walked back home. Unbelievably annoying.

Failed attempt no. 6

Car was easily repaired by judiscious administering of petrol into the fuel tank. Looks like the fuel gauge doesn’t work.

Drove to town, feeling quite nervous and excited. This is it! Today I get my phone! With GPS (or whatever you call it) so I won’t get lost in London tonight!

Talked to staff in the shop who said the experian report probably wasn’t the main problem in the first place. I applied for a business account, and one of the main factors is the credit status of the address. I know that the previous occupier of my house ran a businesss from the house and had debt collectors – we’ve had letters and visits from them. The house could be blacklisted for three years. I can apply again in a month if I want, but a negative response will affect my credit rating.

All I want is to give them money for a phone!

Meanwhile, 3 are desparate to keep my business and keep calling with better offers. Maybe this is the point where i give up.

There is only one thing to say. I would rather be in Venice than here. review of Venice trip on interface.

How to not buy an i-phone in 4 chapters.

1. After much deliberation, and aching shoulders from lugging a laptop around, decide to invest in an i-phone. 4pm Sunday, pile family into car, drive to O2 shop, discover that current phone contract with 3 has a month to run. Decide to wait a month. Go home. Spend a month noticing all the occasions when I would have used my iphone.

i2. One month later. Go back to O2 shop, discuss the various details and decide the business contract is best. Haven’t brought any documentation or ID for my business. Go home. Spend a week or so noticing all the times when I would have used my iphone.

3. Some time later. Go back to O2 shop. Discover the new phone comes out today, along with new contract details so discuss options, and make decision. Phone 3 for PAC code. Possibly the most stressful 25minutes of my life battling with relentless woman to get PAC code. Felt quite shaky by the end. She said she would text it in the next few hours. Hang out in town for a few hours.

4. Go back to O2 shop. Very busy (new phone out – I find it weird how many people want one immediately). My credit application is rejected! Go home feeling depleted and contact experian. My record shows I went a few pounds over my overdraft limit twice in the last year and haven’t fully paid off my credit card for the last couple of months. No late payments or other misdemeanours. Can’t believe this is enough to reject my application. Awaiting reply from enquiry to experian. continuing to notice all the times when I would have used my iphone. PAC code expires in a month, so if I don’t get it all sorted, I’ll have to psyche up to that phone conversation again.

I've hit an alltime low. I feel really overwhelmed, and like giving it all up. I've decided to blog about it, because if no-one admits that sometimes it's too hard, it sets impossible standards for everyone else, and we all compare ourselves to these false images of parents who cope beautifully.

I'm tired, I'm run down, I keep being ill, I'm short tempered, small problems feel like big problems. No matter how I try to shoe horn my workload into my available time it doesn't fit. I need to worker harder, quicker, longer and I just can't find the energy.

Worst of all, I have two projects that I want to make, and I don't see any possibility of finding the time to get in my studio to do them. Despite ACE funding, I still haven't made the work that's agitating around in my mind.

I need to change my attitude and my work pattern, because I value my health and happiness. But, once again, it looks like the thing to go will be the studio time. I need to accept that these two projects may take years not months to achieve, which is so frustrating when I know I could probably get them resolved if I could work on them full time for two months.

I need to cultivate patience and generosity towards myself, but my mind is filled with a sense of disappointment and failure. Maybe I've got things out of perspective, but today the future feels bleak.