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| I've had a day. I had the worst head ache and I had to down two big dose aspirins. Then I had to give my stepfather some cash to get to buy groceries. we have less than two weeks till he gets his check from Social Security. I already went through most of my money from Social Security. i had to move money from one account which was reserved to pay my income tax bill. I'm afraid that money is no longer available. I have to give money to help with these types of emergencies. It seems to happen every month or so. So I think that next month I'll be paying the Indiana IRS two checks, or one check for more than 300 dollars. It's sad but what can I do? I need a good job, nothing like a spectacular job that many executive types like, but a constant income. My little sidelines are not getting me any income so far. I'm trying my best to gather more people who can buy from me from my sidelines. this is a hard job because I don't want to be pushy and just friend anybody on Facebook so they can be my patsy to buy into my business. Granted my businesses are all good, and they are value but nobody wants to be used, do they? I made some flatbreads today. i got the recipe from Pinterest. They came out ok, but the stove suddenly flared up in flames. So i had to get my stepfather to get it doused. I moved my griddle pan to another range on top of the stove. it happens sometimes that this stove gets that way. We need a new stove/oven and this will set us back a few hundred dollars, plus installing it and ridding us of the old stove/oven. if this sounds like a catalog of sad problems imagine living with a 91 year old man who only talks about his problems too. i have nobody much to tell so I blog about it, that is all. Other than these problems, I was working on a crochet project and while I was making flatbreads on the stove, there was a tinkle on the floor. It was my crochet project on the floor. My quick terrier glommed on the crochet thing - and I had to let him have it. He got bored with it quickly. So I retrieved it and now it's back on track. No need to worry, I'll wash it once it's finished. I don't know that I'll sell it on eBay. eBay and I are on the outs again. A troll complained that the item she bought was not good. she demanded me to have her return it with a refund to her. sorry but that money has been spent. I brought her to eBay to survey her and now eBay seems to be siding again with this troll. She's a bastard from Hell. That's why i took all of my stuff off of eBay. They won't be seeing me selling there at all. I can't stand eBay now. I think they ought to have a more fluid way of dealing with disputes and stop trying to say that the customer is always right. What if it happened to all their more prosperous sellers? Is it because I've not been making them money for a while that they think my account is expendable? think again eBay. So I'm venting and I don't care. It's what blogging is for these days. If it's not about you, it's about some politician or some asshole that's made you sad. My whole life seems rather a sad life. But we're toddling along, as far as God will let us. I trust in my God more than ever. He is the one who makes things happen, and if happens that i get sad about things, there's a reason for it. I don't know what it might be, but I am sure that someday I'll be rid of all these awful negativity in my life. Yes, life on earth is a bastard life, but we all need to reach for Heaven whenever we can't figure it out by ourselves. |
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