Chrissy,Sorry to hear about all that crap, hun, I know how you feel. Maybe we should get together and start some kind of club for losers....
1. I'm still paying the Univ. of Pgh. for Spring Term 2000. (Long story why, I assure you. Involves stupid parents, and the gov. losing my FAFSA) For a lot of complicated reasons, getting another loan was not an option, so b/c of this I have taken the past year off of school, and can't go back there or anywhere else until it's paid off (which I was actually making good progress on, until I got sick). And oh yeah, since I've been out of school so long, I've also had to start paying back my Perkins and Stafford loans.
2. I live w/ two other girls. One of them didn't send in our lease renewals in FEBRUARY b/c "we weren't getting along at the time" and she wanted to "she how things worked out," and then I was in the hospital. And she never told us this until the weekend after 4th of July. Even though we still have the option to renew our lease (which runs out at the end of this month, aka NEXT WEEK), the other girl said fuck it and told us about 2 weeks ago that she was going to move out, so if we want to renew we have to find someone to replace her. My parents are flying into town this weekend (and on a plane, not a broom!). If we haven't found a new roommate by then, I have to move out. (We had one potential new roommate, things fell through with her yesterday. We have one more possibility, she's supposed to let us know this evening if she'll take the vacancy.) But where will I go if I have to move, you ask? Well, I think I saw a nice cardboard box on the sidewalk the other day.... (My parents live in Louisiana, so moving in with them is NOT an option.) So if it's possible for you to at least see a small ray of sunshine, Chrissy, at least you still have your roomie until June.
3. I won't even start in on the conundrum of a clusterfuck that is my love life. It's just...a mess.
4. For some reason I've been having trouble getting my disability checks the way I'm supposed to. They stopped coming for awhile, and then started up again, but I still haven't received the check for the interim 3 weeks, which was supposedly written July 12. I mean jeez, they're paying me peanuts to being with, and they can't even get that right? Throw me a frickin' bone, here!
And I just found out that since I had been at my job for less that 1 year, whenever I was disabled I was terminated from the payroll, and I have to just hope that they have an opening available for me when I'm able to return to work.
5. In the midst of all this crap, I devote 8 hours of my day, 3 days a week to my physical therapy (2 hr trip there by bus, 4 hours at the rehab center, then 2 hr trip back by bus). That leaves me the other 2 days of the week to run around in circles and play phone tag over my medical bills and other business-type bullshit.
Oh, and I just lost a filling the other day, so now I have to find out if my medical assistance includes dental coverage. (Somehow, I highly doubt it.) And it's time for a trip to the girlie doctor too....
Damn, I wish I could be 4 again. Life was so much simpler then. But you're right, it did make me feel at least a little better to get all of that out. If you ever want to talk, you know where to find me. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read my frustrated babbling.
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