I’m losing my mind. My ride to work could not pick me up this morning. He has the flu…maybe…or he was just hungover from this weekend. He left work yesterday.
I’m afraid I could lose my job. Finding a ride to drive 30 minutes on way and 30 minutes back to town is not an easy task.
I know people are tired of me asking, especially since I have to be at work at 630 in the morning whole most are either still sleeping or just getting up.
And with water and gas turned off until I can get it paid after the first I can’t afford to miss work days.
Some days, I feel like just giving up and other days I have a pep in my step.
I know it could be worse…I could be homeless again. That’s where I was four years ago…homeless living in a friend’s shed for several months. But I did have a job and a vehicle then.
Now I don’t have a car but I have a house and a job. I’d rather have the job and a car living in that shed. At least I didn’t have to worry about how I was going to get to work everyday.
So mentally draining…