Freya Gin
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They'll Never Make a Saint of Me!
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I'm glad August is over. This is probably the worst month I've ever had-- and I'm including December, 2013, when I found out I had brain cancer and was told I most likely wouldn't survive.
My landlord has screwed me here. I had to pay rent for a basement apartment. The good news is I have my 2 little dogs. The bad news is that the landlady is already getting bitchy. She doesn't want me using much electricity and refused to let me get internet hooked up there (fearing that it would be added to her account with the cable company despite me trying to get a separate account in my name). This is the worst thing about being dirt poor; you get treated like dirt and there isn't much you can do about it. So I'm using the public wifi at a local coffeehouse on a laptop I refurbished that I was going to sell on ebay. Guess I'll keep it a while. I can't bring either of my 2 cats or the kittens I rescued and I haven't found anyone who will take a single one. I've looked into charities but they're all completely swamped. My only hope is the woman running the Lifebridge for Animals. She said she'd put something on her facebook page to get them adopted out. Given the situation in this town (there are strays everywhere), I don't have much hope. I don't have much hope of finding another place I can afford. I haven't been able to find anyone to store the stuff we have left (fridge, air conditioners, what furniture that wasn't in the living room). And storage is expensive as hell! we simply can't afford to rent storage and our apartment. I haven't been able to find anyone to store the stuff I have left (fridge, air conditioners, what furniture that wasn't in the living room). And storage is expensive as hell! I simply can't afford to rent storage and the apartment. I have no living relatives or friends left who could help.
To say that I'm stressed is a vast understatement. I was in the room when the ceiling came down. It came down right beside me. I was lucky that it didn't come down on my head, it was so close. I stood there and held that one panel away from the desk while all the water (a large public pool's worth of the filthiest water I've ever seen) just kept pouring in. I think I might be a little traumatized, lol. And almost nothing has gone right sine then. I'm not sure how much longer I'll hold out at this rate.
Thank you, Joey, andrews27 and everyone for trying to cheer me up and for the well wishes!
Unsurprisingly, I don't expect to be online much for a while. If anyone wants to contact me, I've pmed my phone number to Voodoo.
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