Everyone should head on over to Alecya's. Her latest post made me cry. Yes, yes, I'm crying at the drop of a hat lately, but this is truly moving. You are a blessing, girl.
Today, I was tired. And foggy. And not terribly tolerant. I did finally get my adjustor to speak to my service guy. I learned that my rental isn't covered. And I found out my deductible is $500.
When I wrote below about my financial situation, I didn't go into specifics about everything (mostly because my debt brings up a lot of shame). The car is the tip of a very large iceberg know as credit card debt. The government, in an effort to be helpful to consumers, has forced a change in the way that minimum payments are configured. This change goes into effect this next billing period. I've calculated what the minimum payments will be, and therein lies my source of panic about money.
I'm considering a move to a smaller place (which would include sharing a living space with B for about 3 months, until her transfer goes through) for less rent. I've thought about another job. I know that there will be some money coming in in the new year, but still...it's all terribly nerve wracking. (I am still going to London in April. I may be sleeping in the park when I do so.)
In fact, I'm going to stop now.
I've moved into The Retreat for a week of housesitting Kitty. They left me chocolates. They have cable and I'll get to watch the Daily Show. And, of course, there is the jacuzzi tub.
Despite all the luxury, all I want right now is for it to be December 23rd and for me to be getting into the car with my mother at the airport.
I was going to do a meme that I found on Mystic's page, but I'm tired and I think that I need to go work on my holiday cards to perk me up a bit.
Is anyone up for writing a review this week for "least favorite movie?" I don't have anyone yet, and I'm feeling uninspired. Fox has graciously agreed to be up next week...