I've had a surreal week.
Last Sunday am minding my own business when mother calls. My sibling has attempted suicide. Husband left her a little while back, has got someone else. Not coping. Anyway i then get a phone call to say she's been admitted and discharged from ED. Next day attempts again. She lives in Melbourne. Im in Perth. I am phobic about plane travel but go over. Have a week with sister. Get all supports in place. Friends all rallying etc. Anyway i catch coach to Adelaide. Figure the plane ride will be shorter. Get to board. Loose it. Do not get on plane. Get ticket refunded. Go to bus station. Bus only available to Pt Augusta. One to Ceduna only goes Thursday. Missed this morning one. No trains except for Indian pacific. Twicea week. Booked out. No coaches from SA to WA.
Waiting for coach when i get talking to Arthur. Arthur is an interesting man. Lived everywhere. On the pension but drives to Perth all the time apparently. I did give him my number as i may need a lift. If i cant sort a hire car. He's just left for his own bus to where he lives. And already texted.
My life is a movie right now. A comedy of errors. Halppppp.