I was doing okay when I woke up. I got a shower and headed out to the post office. I wanted to get the mail, get cat food and then go see a movie. As soon as I got the mail my plans changed. I was denied for Food Stamps because my household makes too much money. Really? I’m on unemployment. Turns out from the on line tool I found out I make $10 too much per week to qualify.
The unemployment people sent me a letter and I have an interrogation with them on Thursday. They will be calling me to see if I am still eligible to collect unemployment. I’m thinking this will take the place of the reporting in every 4 weeks, which will actually be nice if that is the case. I can deal with a phone call.
I heard back from a recruiter who wants me to send her references, then she will set up a meeting with her boss and they will present me to a client. As soon as I heard this it was a HUGE turn off. It spells time waster to me, just based on past experience.
Last night I lit up the place with a black light. It glowed like you wouldn’t believe. If I was cleaning up blood instead of cat urine this would have been a crime scene. The problem appeared to be solved. Then I woke up this morning and the odor was back. Big Boy went on a spot in the living room carpet and I was on top of cleaning it up but apparently it left behind some residual odor. I got out the steam cleaner and I think the problems is solved. The bladder on the cleaner broke, so I have to see if it’s covered by warranty or figure out how to purchase a replacement.
I made Hamburger Helper and put in way too much water. However, it was good. Then relaxed for a bit and came down to see what jobs I could apply for. I saw Big Boy on his back, which means he is totally comfortable. Him and his brother love to fall asleep that way. Anyway I bent down to touch his belly and that foul odor came back. Big Boy needed a bath. Luckily I have some waterless shampoo. I used that on him and he smells much better, plus he actually enjoyed his bath.
My therapist called today to say that she still has no news on billing and that I could be on the hook for the visits. I am going to dig into this from my end. I suspect I will have to pay a substantial amount, so unless I find out otherwise my plan is to make my next session my last. Just settle up with her and call it a day.
I don’t understand how I fall on hard times and I keep getting kicked. How much is one person to take? Ask for help and you run into more problems and even told no. I’m telling you it won’t take too much more before I just check out, the hell with it all.
Now up to watch Rookie Blue and hope that there is a hot and steamy sex scene with Gregory Smith in it. While I enjoy a piece of carrot cake and feed the beggars.
-Ciao