As It Is Today...forget the past for now

Things are getting tough. I filed for unemployment of January 5th. I haven’t yet received any payment. I’ve spoken to so many people at unemployment and everybody’s going to fix it and get my money out. Right. So far, nothing.

The frustration level is rising as each day goes by. R calls Marvin the same day I do. His check hit’s the bank 2 days later. Mine? In The State of Michigan Limbo Land somewhere.

I’m thinking that my patience is about to run out. Just as our bank accounts have been doing. Running out. So far, I’ve been very nice to everyone I’ve spoken with. I figure they’re just doing their job. But, I’m about to find somebody and tap dance on their desk.

And Lord knows, here in Michigan they are working very very hard. And probably doing their best with the gigantic pile of claims they have to deal with daily. But, I want to be put on the top of the pile! After six weeks, is that so much to ask?

We went and applied for some help with food last week. Never had to do that before, but right now, we can legitimately use the help we’re earned and not used over the years. The case worker was supposed to call within a week. It’s been 7 business days, not counting the holiday. I’ll wait until Monday to call. Maybe they’ll be able to tell us something. Right. I hardly believe that statement, but I gotta hope.

New note: I called and per the message: just sit tight. We have 30 days, we’re working on it. Pitiful.

Thank goodness for eBay. Seriously. That’s paid a few bills and helped out these past weeks. But, I’m running out of STUFF. I’m down to maybe 3 or 4 boxes to sort through. That’s kinda scary. There’s a Big Annual Flea Market in Ohio net week. I’m looking forward to that. We’ve had luck there the past couple of years. We’re getting there early. Cross Fingers Please. It’s my hope till yard sale season kicks in again.

And just for one more little kick in the ass, Auctiva has been infected with some sort of virus. I can’t post my eBay thru them for now. Lord, I don’t know whether to just bury my head or cry. I’m trying. I swear, I am.