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Benefits stuff, irritating )

Anyway, maybe the people will call tomorrow and say it's all been a big misunderstanding, and I can have my payments after all. But I've called and made an appointment with my doctor anyway, just in case. Although that's annoying in itself, because this week I was supposed to have three appointments, an application forms workshop yesterday, a counselling session tomorrow, and an appointment with my employment coach on Friday. And it felt like a bit much after the meeting with my case manager last Friday and then going to Nottingham for Batman Live (I did that, by the way) on Saturday, so I was wishing for a bit less to do this week. But then yesterday my employment coach came and asked me if we could rearrange our Friday appointment for next Monday, because she had a client she suddenly needed to see on Friday. And my counsellor just called today to say she couldn't make our appointment tomorrow any more, could we make it next Wednesday. And when I called the doctors, the soonest I could get an appointment with the doctor who gave me my last sick note was Tuesday morning at 8:30, and no later in the day, or Wednesday at 9:40. So now next week I have an appointment on Monday, and a doctor's appointment at 9:40 am and then a counselling session at 2:00 on Wednesday. Sigh.

But anyway. At least I have the rest of the week free, even though I was sort of geared up for the appointment tomorrow. And I have slightly less on next week than I was supposed to this week. And if those guys call and say 'big misunderstanding' (who knows?), I can just cancel my doctor's appointment. Although I'm not exactly holding out too much hope for that.

But, some good things: I was at Aldi buying chocolate on Sunday, as is my custom, and I discovered they're now selling cherry and chili dark chocolate. Which is lovely, although it's still not a good idea to eat too much chili dark chocolate all at once. I did go to Batman Live, as I said, and it was quite good, although probably not brilliant enough for the amount I ended up paying to see it. Sort of spoilers )

Another weird thing, if not a good thing, is that for some reason I feel about three months ahead of myself at the moment. When I came back from Prague, in June, I really really felt like summer was over, and I was ready for like autumn and Halloween and stuff. And now the sky has gone a bit grey, and it's gotten a bit colder, I'm feeling suddenly ready for Christmas. I don't actually feel ready for Christmas, I'd definitely like to have Halloween and Bonfire Night first. But it sort of feels like that sort of atmosphere. I really like this time of year, at any rate though. The shops have started putting scarves and gloves out, and it recently occured to me it would soon be the weather to have soup regularly again, and start getting wrapped up before I go out. Hurrah :)

In soap news, Vague discussion of a domestic rape storyline )

But in happier news, a while back I came up with and did a picspam on the Doug/Texas/Leanne OT3 I really wanted Hollyoaks to do. And I never really expected it to actually happen. But Texas and Leanne were looking for somewhere to live together for their second year of uni, and yesterday we had a scene of Doug throwing out his current roommate, and then Texas and Leanne walked down the stairs saying they'd had a look around, and were happy to move in straight away! Hollyoaks, you DO know how to make me happy. Hurrah.
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A mere two days after deciding I would have to cut back on my spending for a bit, and I am already contemplating going to see Batman Live after [livejournal.com profile] cakesy gave it a pretty good review, going to see Northern Ballet's Hamlet after spending the last five years or so wishing they'd put it on again so I could finally see it, and whether or not to finally go through with my dream to own a white(-ish) faux fur coat. And a feather skirt.

Come on, Rachael. You can do this.
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Hello! I went out to see Northern Ballet's Cleopatra tonight. God I love ballet. Anyway, it was really good, it was a bit weird that given that it was called Cleopatra, we didn't really see her do much ruling or anything much outside of her rivalry with her brother/husband, her affair with Caesar, and then her affair with Mark Anthony. If they wanted to remake Anthony and Cleopatra, they could at least have let people know by calling it that. Also, between the history they gave us in the programme, the story they actually told in the ballet and the things I have learned from Horrible Histories, I am left just really confused about the story of Cleopatra, Caesar and Mark Anthony. But it was good, and then main ballerina was amazing. I thoroughly recommend it though, if it's on anywhere near you and you like ballet and have the money and stuff.

I had a bit of a trial getting there and back though. Yesterday, just to check, I went online and looked at the train times coming back. It turned out that the last train/s back from Leeds to my home town are now 35 minutes earlier than they were before, or 25 minutes earlier and I have to wait over at a different station for 35 minutes at half past ten at night. So my parents and I made a plan that I would try for the earlier one, and if I had to get the one with the big stopover my dad would come and pick me up from that station. Then today, I was all set to go get the train at the usual time to go to Leeds, but when I checked it just in case just before I went out, it turns out trains are all different on Saturdays, and I'd just missed one train and the next one would get me to Leeds train station at 7.20 when I needed to be at Leeds Grand Theatre/in my seat at 7.30. I took a taxi from the station in the end, and managed to get there in time. I bought a programme before I went in, which was too big for my bag, so when I went to the bathroom during the interval and didn't want to fiddle with my bag too much with wet hands, while juggling it about while trying to wash them and get tissue out to dry them, my programme ended up falling out onto the (slightly wet) bathroom floor. Then after I got out of the theatre, happily a little bit early, I had to peg it down to the station, to the point where my legs went really stiff, but I managed to get the first train. Then just as we were pulling into my home station, a man sat across from me looked over and asked if I had any tissues, and I realised he'd thrown up in his lap. Or his friend had done it, but frankly, his friend didn't look apologetic enough to have done it himself. But anyway. I got home alright. Hurrah!

Also, the back of my programme had all of the shows Northern Ballet are planning to do this year. They all look so lovely. But also expensive. Hmph.
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