Am I more than you bargained for yet? I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear, because that's just who I am this week.

It's strange, almost unsettling when you look back.
When I read back through things that spilt out of this head, through these fingertips.
Same person, just completely different.

One of the reasons I'm finding it so hard to let go of this blog.

I trust you. If it's already been done, undo it. It takes two. It's up to me and you, to prove it.

My solicitor....actually, he's not my solicitor, he's just a solicitor that I'm paying fucking stupid money to take the Lettings Agency to court....is taking the piss with me. I get the feeling that he's purposely delaying things, or double/triple/quadruple checking things with me, in order to slow the whole process down. After all, I'm paying him stupid amounts of money per hour, plus VAT to help me with my case. Why on earth would he be in any kind of rush.
After our initial discussion back in December, and his subsequent taking on of my case, I now find myself at the point where we can actually take the Lettings Agency to court over breach of contract on many , many levels.
It's been a long, long road so far. And a very expensive one.
I may not win the case.
Or I may win the case, but not actually get any money from the Lettings Agency. All they have to do is plead poverty or bankruptcy. Then, they can set themselves up as a new Business under a different name and carry on trading as normal. As if nothing ever happened. It doesn't seem right to me. Bu then, I am but a tiny, insignificant person when it comes to the world of Business and Money and Power.