UPDATE: Little did I know I’d used all my vulpine trickery to pre-emptively pull the strings of the well-intentioned but hopelessly clueless hard-working staff *) at the Anti-Sanctuary**) from which I had barely escaped with my life, only to find upon arrival in my once-secure private Wavertonian retreat, that the NDIS application submitted a couple of weeks prior to my headlong dash from my coastal dystopian chokehold in search of safety if not sanctuary had .. been .. you’ve guessed it ..
Water under the bridge and plenty of it.
I think this was also the night I chose to re-watch Awakenings ..
Came home to a tidy cozy nook thanks to my amazing Butterfly Princess. Sufficient unto the day the evil thereof . Tonight is for rest, am just thankful to live and fight another day.
*) Clueless only in so far as proving near-lethal to Muggins who, it has to be said, can be a bit tricky to fathom even on a good day.