Yesterday, in literally an hour and a half, I found out that my unemployment is exhausted (calculated that wrong by three weeks), I still owe the IRS a little cash (thought my return was covering that entire debt) and my landlord is saying he doesn't have my entire deposit (he does, and I can prove it, but SHEESH, I need this?)
Today I woke up with a good chunk of my ceiling on my floor. This makes moving slightly less painful. Did I mention that I have to move and do not wish to? (short version: landlord making lease holder give up lease, won't put me on it)
This is why I have not much been around. I'm reading and you're all in my thoughts... but contributing to painful discussions on the fly seems crass so I have, well, not.
I'll be ok. I know I will. I have friends to stay with until I secure a new apartment. I have a little IRA I can withdraw from (at a 10% hit. ouch). And I have a metric shit ton of packing to do. Oh joy. Until later! x0x0x0x0