Because life is fucked & crazy can sometimes be funny.
Does life ever slow down? Asking for a friend…
Nearly 20 days after my last post, we have some updates.
We drove nearly 30 hours back to Iowa so we could be closer to friends and family
My mother is currently living with my brother, his girlfriend, and her 3 kids
My brother still hasn’t said one word to me about any of it and I’m okay with that
I’m back in the office officially as of yesterday
and lastly… D was predictably laid off of work without pay due to some shady business practices with the company he works for – hello FMLA fraud!
Yeah, that last one is a doozy and just happened yesterday morning. Long story short, D injured himself on the job back in June. In August, the wound reopened and now his work is claiming he’s trying to commit insurance fraud for his “non-work related” injury and he’s laid off until the investigation is done. It’s safe to say there are Union BAs and lawyers involved. Could be a bumpy ride, but I feel as if this may work in our favor eventually.
It’s the until then part I’m worried about. It’ll be a few more weeks before I regularly have paychecks coming in, D only has one or 2 more coming in, and that’s it. I know if I asked for help, there are a few that would be more than willing to, but I have a pride issue, lol. I’ve been scoping the job market because now is the perfect time to pick up something part time, I just don’t know if I want to get back into bartending or serving tables. We’ll see. I also applied for a part time transcription writer that I can do from home so fingers crossed!
I know these things tend to have a way of working themselves out and on their own timeline. I just have to keep reminding myself of that. I drew the Tower tarot card yesterday and little did I know that it would be about D and not me. Perhaps it’s “us” as a collective family unit. I don’t know how these things work, but find it flipping creepy if they do.
All I know is that D doesn’t deal with stress well. His BP and HR go through the roof which isn’t good on it’s own, but this work injury is a severed vein held together with stitches currently holding it together – if that comes loose, he’ll be spraying blood and making our bathroom look like the Carrie prom scene. Done that once, no thank you again.
I think tonight might be a good idea to do some home cleansing and petition St. Expedite for some quick assistance as the month is starting to close out. Told D to pick out his street corner, he starts his new job tonight… lol.
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