It's been a month now of unemployment.
We've emailed/called/facebooked/tweeted everyone we know.
He's on all the job sites.
He signed up with AppleOne.
He's been to 2 job fairs.
We tuned and refined his resume within an inch of its life.
He applies every day.
No real leads, and not a damn peep from unemployment.
We keep calling, but we can't even get on the line to leave a message-
it's clear that talking to someone is outta the question.
Our money is gone and bills are due.
We're gonna have to ask my ILs for money.
Which I loathe doing.
How long will we have to keep asking?
How long will they help?
Fuckety fuckness, this blows...
Don't misunderstand, I am so grateful for the help we DO have, but...
I just want to be able to help OURSELVES.
The only real upside to this mess is that the boy and I were approved for Medi-Cal, so I've been able to go back on meds.
They're definitely helping.
I think I may a higher dose still, but we'll see.
As for the rest of my health issues, not much has been resolved.
I did about $300 of preliminary blood work to be told that nothing was wrong.
This doesn't mean that there ISN'T anything wrong, but nothing immediately seen.
It would require more testing.
Uhhh, screw that noise. I'm broke.
Fortunately, the med that I'm on is also prescribed for chronic pain, so YAY for multitasking, I guess....
That's kinda it on our end of the world.
Nothing more that we can really do.
Just gotta sit it out and wait.
That's what I feel like we are.....
If any of my readers out there are millionaires who'd like to bequeath large sums of money to me, please do!
I cannot promise that I will pay it back, nor can I promise Demi Moore-like sexual exploits, but I CAN promise utter gratefulness and freshly baked cookies!