Wake up and check my emails. Roommate wakes up and wants sex. I said the other night when I worked "Not tonight", but I don't recall promising sex the next day (which didn't happen since I was in bed all day until 6 PM). I got enough to deal with without him begging for attention cause his girlfriend won't get her butt over here. I'm getting medical bills I can't pay and need to get started on my bankruptcy paperwork that are causing panic attacks every time I think about it. I'm not in the mood for a booty call.
Then the toilet lever breaks and I have no money to replace it. At least not until tomorrow and I was hoping to buy groceries with my money. I only have 1 toilet so it needs to get fixed. Roommate left so no idea where he went. Dear God, why do you hate so much? Am I not suffering enough? I'm not in enough pain?
Roommate went out to get a replacement part and fixed the toilet. Then left with car buddy. Soon after the elusive girlfriend shows up at last. She is playing with kittens. That was awkward answering the door. Oh hi, now your boyfriend can stop begging me for sex.
Received COBRA paperwork for my canceled work insurance. $750 a month to keep my insurance. I can't afford to buy food or gas for my car until I get a paycheck. Have to wait for work insurance to kick in before looking for a therapist everyone says I need.
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