I don’t know what to title this

The taxes are done – thanks Melissa. I never could figure out the Turbo tax link without deleting everything. We owed nothing this year and get nothing back because Foodstamps cancel out the Earned Income credit.

The notice from the GA Dept of Revenue was to tell us the attachment to the pension is a done deal. They are taking it. At least that’s what Steve told me. I don’t know what he is going to do. He just got real quiet.

The lady with the restructuring hasn’t called and we have no number for getting in touch with her.

Even tho the medicaid was approved, the referral tests for mammogram and prostate sonogram are ignored. We can’t call, we have to wait for the referrals to contact us. Govt red-tape.

I can’t even write how I feel. I said I’d see this to the end and it sure seems to be barreling down on us. Maybe it wasn’t smart and I should have given up, but Steve says he loves me and I love him – and he’s G’s daddy. So I’ve hung on. Where help will come from is beyond me.

G has 3 more weeks of school.

So I knit and wait.


About Morning Knits

I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, music, bird watching, history, gemstones, and gardening. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its bounds. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a Kingdom focused non denominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, married to the son of a preacher, with 4 spoiled dogs and and a rescued kitten. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and depression and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow go.
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