Today’s deck is the Couture Tarot.
It’s a good deck, it’s also what I’d call a “gift deck”, by which I mean that it’s in a really fancy box with a bunch of bells and whistles that make it just so nice when you give it to someone.
Today’s reading is roughly stating “all the roughness lately is ultimately for a better end so stop bitching” and… as you’ll see, yeah.
Woke up and dragging my ass to the new office ’cause they’re gonna install the gas and turn on the power.
I wait for a bit and take the risk of waiting until the nearby supermarket opens to get breakfast.
It really dawns on me how good the insulation in my house is considering that usually just the sun hitting the window makes the place toasty.
I’m sending a voice message to my family updating them on that whole thing and oh hey they knock the door at the exact moment I start talking.
That went smoothly, I even got a proper smoke detector which made me think about how I lived 2 years without one at my first apartment (current place has one checked yearly).
After the process was done I went back home for lunch and also to copy some stuff so I can mail two of the bank applications later.
At around 1 I go to the office and fill in the forms and whatnot. I still had some time on my hand so I started sorting the documents I moved a couple of weeks back.
Some of those containers had plastic model manuals mixed in with contracts, or receipts mixed with “sowwy pwease link your bwank account” spam mail so I grabbed a trash bag and started sifting through it all.
THEN the internet person came in… only to leave his equipment in and go back out because the control panel and stuff for the internet is on the Janitor’s office.
An hour or so later he comes back, sets things up, and now I have an old router laying around, I guess…
I pack up, lock up and go to the nearby mailbox to drop in the two new applications.
I take out my phone, check my email…
So uh… do you remember me mentioning I tried some SMBC bank branch after regular SMBC rejected me?
Do you remember me mentioning an application that wanted clarification on Monday that made me go “well, that’s heartening”.
This is them.
Not only did I finally get a bank with Forex trading approved, I got approved without needing to send anything via Snail Mail once.
I was on my way to Japanese lesson but I was on fucking cloud nine. I did arrive late at the lesson though so it was a short one.
I made my way back home immediately just to check if I needed to do anything else. Long story short they’ll be sending me the card and the login info and I might need to submit a signature registry or a photo my My Number but also I got a fucking debit card fucking finally also fucking hell.
I wanted to celebrate, but Evil opened too late for me today so I wrote a thing I wanted to write for the Uma Musume blog for a while now.
I’ve also suddenly become very keenly aware of all the tension I kept up for God knows how long now.
So as I’m drifting off to sleep I remembered one last curious detail…
…NTT internet in the office means I can torrent things again…