It feels like it’s never going to end. I’ve been homeless since July, 2015, except for a nice 8 month period where a friend took me in and I helped take care of her dad in hospice. I’ve mostly stayed in interim housing through DuPage Pads, which means each night I travel to a different church and sleep on a pad on the floor.
When I got a full time job last December, it was so easy to get into the habit of staying in motel rooms a couple, a few, even several times a week, which was nice… I really miss having a bed! but that means I’ve saved incredibly little money
In the meantime, several acquaintances have passed away, including the only woman with whom I shared a motel room my first holidays I was homeless — also the only woman I loaned a Significant Amount of money. Oh, well…
The job is going ok. I am helping to train the 4th operator hired, an older woman who will work part time. It was nice to be asked to help with training, even more so when the woman who’d been hired 4 months before me got miffed because she hadn’t been asked.
Today is a day off, and it’s 10 months since I started at the job. I am at the Lisle Library, recharging my laptop and trying to recharge my Amazon Fire and my phone. OH!!! I ended up NOT taking the job that paid more (because of OT), and then learned that they had a big lay off (which included my acquaintance, when they brought in a bunch of 20 year olds,) about a month ago. Now, how ANYONE with a conscience can go into Good Will and hire a bunch of people in May through July, telling them it was a temporary job that will last nearly a year, and then dump them after a season can sleep at night, I don’t know. I’m just glad I recognized that they were treating me badly and backed out of the deal.
I’m going to post this, so I can watch a couple of videos and make it to tonight’s site. I feel like I’m just doing what I have to to make it through each day, very much like I’m in the grasp of a pretty significant depression — not really sad, certainly not weepy, just tired, and getting through life kind of like a zombie. And I’m sure it’s no shock to learn that political news is REALLY not helping me crawl out of those feelings.
I hope you are all doing well, and I think of you frequently — you are why I KNOW that this Trump caused insanity cannot go on, even when it feels like it has all ready.