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First of all I got up to a dark cloudy day with predictions of thunderstorms and rain. This is actually what the weather is like today.
I slept terrible last night as I lay in bed and worried about my financial problems. The mechanic that I'd asked to look at my car came back with a new estimate on my repairs and they are going to cost about $100 more than his original quote of $250. In addition to this, my daughter has had to renig on being able to help and my son acts like he won't be able to help as much as he originally thought either. So, I'm back to square one on getting my car fixed.
Once again, the noise levels in my building got out of hand last night; fighting in one unit, partying in another. A couple of tenants have decided the back yard is the place to pile their trash instead of putting in the trash cans provided by the landlord. I'm sure it will still be lying there tomorrow after city trash pick-up comes thru. Moving seems like an option that gets farther out of my reach as rents for a truly decent place are higher than what I pay now and there is no hope that I'm going to get an increase in income. I can't seem to get any information on a mobile home that sits next to my sister that I had hoped to look into purchasing.
I guess the situation with Rick's mother still eats at me. His family, who has done nothing to help him with his health problems since I've know any of them, walks away with everything. I, who was his primary care-giver during the most unhealthy years of his life, sit here with genuine needs and have to do without.
I'm so bummed-out today. I feel stuck at home, with nobody to talk to about my problems. Even with a brain-storming session, I can see no way to repair my car or move from the slum that I live in.
I slept terrible last night as I lay in bed and worried about my financial problems. The mechanic that I'd asked to look at my car came back with a new estimate on my repairs and they are going to cost about $100 more than his original quote of $250. In addition to this, my daughter has had to renig on being able to help and my son acts like he won't be able to help as much as he originally thought either. So, I'm back to square one on getting my car fixed.
Once again, the noise levels in my building got out of hand last night; fighting in one unit, partying in another. A couple of tenants have decided the back yard is the place to pile their trash instead of putting in the trash cans provided by the landlord. I'm sure it will still be lying there tomorrow after city trash pick-up comes thru. Moving seems like an option that gets farther out of my reach as rents for a truly decent place are higher than what I pay now and there is no hope that I'm going to get an increase in income. I can't seem to get any information on a mobile home that sits next to my sister that I had hoped to look into purchasing.
I guess the situation with Rick's mother still eats at me. His family, who has done nothing to help him with his health problems since I've know any of them, walks away with everything. I, who was his primary care-giver during the most unhealthy years of his life, sit here with genuine needs and have to do without.
I'm so bummed-out today. I feel stuck at home, with nobody to talk to about my problems. Even with a brain-storming session, I can see no way to repair my car or move from the slum that I live in.
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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I gave my 2 week notice last Friday 13th. Now to join you fine people in a life of leisure and nothing else to do but to look out for myself....is it just me or does that sound pretty boring? My goal was to live to retire and I guess having to take early retirement because of health reasons wasn't exactly the way I had planned things. I just can't stay in that building that is reeking mildew...
I wish I could do more, I hope things get better soon.
You have suffered such a loss in your life and through it all, you have remained a person of great dignitiy, humbleness and unselfish love. You are an American Shero because you get in the trenches with those who desperately need a human touch and sacrifice your time and your energy to fulfill their wants and desires.
Now, it is your time and, I believe, that you are going to be magnificently rewarded. This I believe for you.
I have truly been there...Sleep with my gun by my bed and park my car on hills so I could start it...
here is a little story about when I had zero money!
I LOVE milk, just love it! When I was in my early 20s I was basically eating ramen and potatoes no meat no milk.
At the mall that I worked there was a deli that you could get a giant cup of ice cold milk for a buck! I saved pennies and such to buy my milk on Friday... I WAS SOOOO HAPPY!!!Milk finally!!!!
I walked into the break room and the heavy door swung shut on my arm and my precious milk went all over the floor!
I just burst into tears...everyone in the break room laughed at me, for the obvious "dont cry over spilled milk" But it was devistating to me...since I still remember it 12+ years later! It does get better, but at the time the cloud couldnt be darker or more scary!
Here is to milk in your fridge...safe in your home...and a vroom vroom vroom in you car!
Prayers with ya hon!!
I am upset with your kids. between them they could fix that dang car for next to nothing. Are they still bringing another car up for you?
Also, it's worth asking around to see if anyone knows a good car mechanic who can fix your car for cheaper. People usually know this kind of stuff. Also, try shopping around yourself. As it is you can't afford to fix your car, so why not just hold off on the repairs and ask for different quotes from other mechanics??
Sorry, this sounds overwhelming and certainly no fun. Hope my suggestions helped :)
Through the ups and downs of everyday life, we hit ruts in the road and we stumble. But we always manage to get back up and push ahead. Looking back, we can usually say, "Whew, that was rough, but I got through it".
Tx hun....I'm sending you the hugest hug that I can fit in this post. Hang in there girlfriend. What seems devastating at this precise moment won't seem so bad tomorrow. I have so much faith in you and you're going to get through this. You're a tough Texan gal remember? What knocks you down usually makes you stronger. I send you my love and prayers, and extra kleenex.
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~Jana~
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Did you feel that? I sure did!
hus to you.(((((((((TX))))))))
Thank God this day is just about over. If my prayers are answered, I will have a better day tomorrow.
Thank you all for your replies, hugs, and well wishes. I do appreciate your responses to my needs.