Hello again, interwebs. It has been a long goddam few months, which has involved a lot of shit. We had major plumbing work done, which, as we are poor as fuck, was a shitshow of flailing about for the $2500 for it. (It was the big pipe that goes to the house from the street, so a lot of digging was required.)
I managed to get sick again. Didn’t quite go into pneumonia again, but really nasty bronchitis, which is still sllloooowly clearing up.
I’m going to try cards again this year, though last year I also said that, and then I sucked hardcore.
Like a lot of people, the holidays are kind of a shit time for me. Coming up this week alone is my mother’s birthday and the 4th anniversary of her death. Oh, and thanksgiving is in there somewhere. Then, my yearly pre-birthday depression, consisting of “no one cares about you” and “why would they?” Then, financially fraught Christmas/Yule! Yay?
Pllbt.
Truthfully, things are fucked up right now. We live with my father in an aging house with a ton of problems. And all of us are stretched so thin emotionally that it’s hard to find spoons to deal with any one of them, let alone all. Because my sister and I both have jobs, and dad has social security, we don’t qualify for any help from the county for renovations. So, we’re going to have to muddle through with a lot of home improvement videos on YouTube.
If we didn’t have![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nilchance to be at home with Dad while Shelly and I are at work, we’d be screwed. She keeps an eye on him, fetches his food, takes care of the dog, and cooks dinner. All in all, she is the best.
Still, I’m trying for a post a week in December. Even if it’s just a hello.
I managed to get sick again. Didn’t quite go into pneumonia again, but really nasty bronchitis, which is still sllloooowly clearing up.
I’m going to try cards again this year, though last year I also said that, and then I sucked hardcore.
Like a lot of people, the holidays are kind of a shit time for me. Coming up this week alone is my mother’s birthday and the 4th anniversary of her death. Oh, and thanksgiving is in there somewhere. Then, my yearly pre-birthday depression, consisting of “no one cares about you” and “why would they?” Then, financially fraught Christmas/Yule! Yay?
Pllbt.
Truthfully, things are fucked up right now. We live with my father in an aging house with a ton of problems. And all of us are stretched so thin emotionally that it’s hard to find spoons to deal with any one of them, let alone all. Because my sister and I both have jobs, and dad has social security, we don’t qualify for any help from the county for renovations. So, we’re going to have to muddle through with a lot of home improvement videos on YouTube.
If we didn’t have
nilchance to be at home with Dad while Shelly and I are at work, we’d be screwed. She keeps an eye on him, fetches his food, takes care of the dog, and cooks dinner. All in all, she is the best. Still, I’m trying for a post a week in December. Even if it’s just a hello.
