In the latest whine fest of “my life really, really sucks,” when my rent payment goes through on Tuesday, I will have about $9 in my checking account and $11 in my “savings” account. I have some bills that are due next week, I’m not sure when the child support payment is coming through, or if my ex-husband is even still gainfully employed because he’s not even going to give me a real answer until next week, and the pawn stores in town aren’t interested in purchasing pearls or the lapis lazuli necklace brought back from some middle eastern country in 2008 or 2009. I am running out of ideas. (The worry stems from a rather cryptic message about “switching jobs.” What can I say, I’m paranoid, but I have a tendency to observe patterns.)
I could go back to Uber, but I have to get my van inspected first, and I suspect it needs brake work done before it will pass inspection. Plus, I have to clear stuff out of it, because right now it’s a traveling mausoleum of things that need to be taken to my mother-in-law’s house for the estate sale we will be holding in about two weeks. Hopefully that will bring us some financial relief. (We’re hoping to be able to finally get her cremated.)
I hawked my engagement and wedding bands a few years ago when I needed to generate money for a move.
I’ve got… nothing. Seriously. Apparently I own nothing of value that I can hawk at a pawn shop. No safety net. This is life in the 21st Century – free falling, flying.
But here’s the thing… as bad as things seem, I just found out today that one of my friends is in the hospital with not one but two aneurysms. She’s “lucky” – because neither is bleeding, and they are removing the one that is in her brain, and they aren’t worried about the other one.
So as bad as things are, as pained as I am to say that I have $21 and a mountain of debt, some pearls nobody wants, an ugly lapis lazuli pendant, a free-falling GPA, (Yeah, I’m going to toss that in there as well) and a cup of tea that’s grown cold, it still beats being in the hospital waiting to have a brain aneurysm surgically removed.
Now, I’m going to do something I don’t normally do. I’ve seen blog writers ask for donations on their blogs. I don’t do that – everything I write on this blog is free, and at this time, I do not receive revenue from advertising, though I am not opposed to it. (I simply do not have enough traffic on my blog for WordPress to deem it worth their while.)
That said, I have written and published one novel to date, and if you happen to enjoy my writing, and are interested in checking it out, please do consider purchasing a copy of the novel either on Kindle or hard copy. (The Kindle is a better deal for both of us – I get a higher royalty and you pay less, but either way… ) I don’t want to ask for something for nothing, but I am going to shamelessly self-promote. The link is just below…
If you really like the book, or think you know anyone else who might, please share the link with a friend. Or two. Or a dozen. Right about now, I could use a shift in luck.
I can’t eat pearls people. I’m counting on you. 😉
(That’s an attempt at humor, but seriously? Buy the damn book, or share the link please? )
And if you’ve already bought the book, thank you. If you’ve read it, thank you even more. If you’ve taken the time to review it, you’re a saint!