things to consider

90-120 days and I will know if my disability is approved or denied. Could it be as easy as to flash a lawyer and a list of drugs and have it approved? I can’t imagine so…but I sure can hope. I mailed my form in and asked for a call from Ms Parker who has yet to call me. If she doesn’t call, I am going to let the paperwork go through as is. I have tried to contact her and let her know they have his name wrong, but they won’t call me.

I was talking to a young lady about my kids, their bi-polar, their alcoholism, Kansas, Kaiha, Kayla’s anxiety, my mom, the cult, Steve’s upbringing…hell, it’s no wonder I didn’t recognize unemployment as stress. I can tell when I got sick by when I gave up on my garden. THERE is my date.

I think Steve thinks I’m going to hand over any check that might come to him to put into this house to get it ready for Don to rent to someone if he buys it. That leaves us, yet again, with nothing. It’s not gonna happen. I also don’t count my chickens before they hatch. I had another reading and the thing that is clear is that I have to be by water. I’ve had reading after reading and it says WATER – spend time near water to refresh my batteries. Vesta, Sulis, Rhiannon, Lakshmi. Over and over Stephanie and I both pull the same cards for me on almost the same days. Last time, We used different decks and STILL pulled the same card! lol So I guess the plan I am thinking on is a good one. If the gods want me near the water, I guess I need to leave it up to them to also put me there. I know I have to be in the country with my dog and cats and containers. I feel like I will be better if I am not bombarded with so much negative. Everything that I am has been given up and forgotten to put Steve first and he’s not happy because he’s not able to be himself either. We are both just spinning round and round and round and not being who we are. He won’t let me lift him up and I am being sucked under and drowned.

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About Green Jean Granny

I believe in and practice positive living with a bit of a barb it seems. I love YARN, music, reading, history, and gemstones. 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 beliefs. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a (not so) 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 nondenominational 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 The Republic of Congo, married to the son of a preacher, with 3 spoiled dogs and and an add on (my daughter's pit bull lives here for a bit while she hikes the Appalachian Trail. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative disc disease and fibromyalgia. 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 diabetes and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow going. Our 10 kitties were rehomed by rescue after his stroke.
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