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Jilli, Betsy, I need addy's for the both of you. I have the oils with me.

Totally non-blow job related (though job related) semi-meltdown.

How the hell are we going to be able to afford this whole me-not-working for a while thing? There had been a potential work from home opportunity on the horizon, but that officially fell through today due to their lack of funding. In theory, my current position has made mutterings about me coming back after the baby, but nothing concrete, so I can't count on there being any income from me. My original plan was to save up while working so that there'd be a pad, but between my bedrest early on, exhaustion, always being at the damned doctor's office, and server issues that've meant days with no work, I haven't had a 40 hour week in forever, so there hasn't been enough extra to pad savings.

We could, one supposes, cancel the plans to get the windows replaced with the tax refund, but frankly, they're a safety issue for non-adults, which is why we're planning on doing it now rather than waiting and hoping to at some point be able to afford it.

Argh. I hate this. I hate that we're stuck in this house, where we have so much to do before we could even realistically expect to sell it and move to a cheap apartment somewhere.

I hate that I'm not in a position where I have a job to go back to after X amount of time off, that I don't have vacation time to cash in, that I haven't had vacation time to cash in since 2001, and all the rest. And I've been trying to not think about this, because worry isn't especially good for me, but damn it, I can only keep the thoughts filtered out for so long before I have to actually deal.

Things will be ok.

What kind of state disability will you get? Can you feasibly live off of Paul's income?

What kind of state disability will you get? Can you feasibly live off of Paul's income?

None, and not really.

No state disablity at all??

Plei, I know it's no help at all, but I've been feeling pretty "I'm so financially screwed" lately, too.

Especially with losing this most recent temp assignment, tax time coming up in a matter of two weeks, rent, and obscenely large bills coming due really soon.

I hope things work out for you.

Plei, I wish I had helpful advice. I don't. But you have my sympathy.

Argh, Plei. Wish I had something more helpful to say.

I rarely find other people's probably-good news uplifting, but here's a bit of fate-tempting from my world.

There's a facility near here that does a lot of living history things, "see the farm animals, watch the quaint Old West crafts" etc. They've moved into medieval type things, and they're going to start a joisting school. Yup, full-bore, put on armor, get on a horse, have at it. They've been working with various people in the local SCA group, and everytime someone at the facility talks about the armor, the SCAers say, "Well, I know some, but "Connie's Husband" really knows his stuff." After the third repetition of "Connie's Husband knows more than I do, the PTBs at the facility said, "Find him, bring him down here."

This weekend he goes down to chat with them about mass production and repair of armor. A consulting fee has been mentioned. Hints have been hinted about an ongoing situation. Hubby was describing the tools they have down there, and he says he could do the fancy, arty stuff that lives in his head if he could get hold of that stuff.

So, if the upcoming surgeries go as well as the doctors say and if the living history folks are as impressed with him as they should be, he could be looking at employment that would use skills he's spent 35 years honing.

I wish I wasn't afraid of hope.