However the Advocate wants to be paid, but my father doesn't want to give them the new account information. So we have to make a deposit in my old account for the amount they dictate. I can't even check the balance because I don't know the account number.
A new plan is forming. One of which I have no part of. My father wants to keep me in Wisconsin. He is dictating goals and guidelines for moving out. I was hoping for around March but it may be longer. He wants me to buy furniture first. Which hopefully won't be too bad. I'll probably use the Salvation Army. I'm not too picky. My current assignment is to make a list of everything that I think I will need so we can buy it all before moving out. So when I do get the apartment all I will need is groceries.
Also my dad got a pamphlet stating all the rights he has as a payee with my money. They get $0.55 a mile to cart me around. Which I guess is fair. There will be a lot of ledgering on their part however though. I don't know all the rules. I hope to find out tonight.
I won't however have insurance until 2010. Which sucks. I just hope my anxiety doesn't evolve into hypochondria before then. I can't remember the last time I went to a doctor outside of my shrink. Just my bi-yearly labs cost me $186 on Tuesday.
Basically things are looking up somewhat. Being managed somewhat annoys me. But I understand the necessity, I could go manic and blow a month's worth of money. Which has happened several times when I was manic. Once all monthly expenses are paid the rest of the money is mine. I get to use it for smokes and entertainment.