Hi guys, I have no Internet where I am so writing/posting /life is hard.
A quick update: my Grandmother is not ok. I can’t go into it, and I will fill you in when I can. But, what I can say is I am full time caregiver of my Grandmother. She is getting a divorce, and I have managed to get a place for all three of us to stay for the next few months until I can get first, last, and security for a place that will fit us all. I am Miles/HOURS away from the town and life I knew, as to keep my Gram safe.
At this moment, I have no place to go in four months, have another dependant, and yet to get enough funding to secure a permanent place, SMH.
My Gram’s Divorce is a NIGHTMARE. Nightmare. I can’t even begin to explain.
I feel like a ping bong ball, and I swear I donno which way I am going. I just pray that I can get the money for a place soon.
I’m in this sleepy little town alone with my Gram and kid. Thank the stars I can walk to most places as Gram doesn’t drive, and neither do I. She’s not functioning, so I’m it. Just me. I love her so much. I just hope she recovers from all of this.
So, I went to the little market about 25 mins down the road. I grabbed the fruit, bacon, and Jam that I needed, asked the cashier to put my items in plastic, then in paper, as it was so hot out, and off for home I went.
So, I am walking home, it’s so hot I can feel my mascara sticking to itself, and my phone rings. I answer it, and I am talking trying to jungle the phone, and this giant damn paper bag while making my way down the road….. And then my flip flop rips apart. I kid you not, this thing just exploded, there was no saving it. It looked like I stepped on land mine. I’m twenty mins from home, walking bare foot in a small town, carrying a bag that I am sure looked like beer, sweat pouring into my eyes to the point that I could not see, my mascara turning into toothpaste on my eyelids causing me to twitch, talking on the phone, all the while trying to cross the one and only crosswalk, pretending I don’t know I look like a complete and utter homeless crackhead. Hahahahah.
I’ve been here less than a week and I’m already making a fantastic impression. Lmao.
Really, I swear sleepy town, I’m a hot mess, but not THAT kind..
I just want to reach out to ALL of you that have been so wonderful to me. I’ve received notes and emails just checking in. It means the friggen world to me. I’ve received donations to my God under…. Did Auto Correct just correct “gofundme” to “God under”? What? GOD IS UNDER WHERE?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Er. Em. Ehem.. Anyway… To my GoFundMe, and I’m so grateful, I wish I could express. I’ve received e-cards and even a life like portrait someone drew of me that I CANNOT wait to share. It’s so flippin beautiful. I will be sharing that as soon as I can get to a place with Internet to properly link and showoff, and stuff.
Just. Thank you, all. I WILL respond to all of you, like always. Just give me a few. I’m working threw my phone only, and it’s a bitch. I just typed this all on my phone.. My thumbs hurt. Lol
I love and hug you all. All the time.