suckfest '05

 Lucky for you, I am putting all my whining behind an lj-cut.
Cuz, well, there's a lot of it.

- The Saturn died. The one we're paying $310  month for, and almost $200 a month to insure. The one sold to us two months ago by the guy my dad recommended.
- While the Saturn was out of commission, a tire blew on the ford (our other means of transportation) which resulted in us having to get all four tires replaced because they were unsafe.
- We looked at at least ten 2-bedroom apartments, and got denied for every one we applied for.
- Our landlord rescinded his promise of finding us a 2-bedroom. When asked, he said (curtly) that he was full up, and that we were just going to have to wait.
- Because of all the surprise/ incidental/ emergency expenses, we were forced to cancel cable, and cable internet, and through a sheer oversight, almost had our electricity shut off.
- We have had very little spending money for over a month, so that the only things we could really afford (and barely at that) are food, cigs, and gas. Both of us are in dire need of haircuts, clean laundry, a night out, and maybe even a luxury or two.
- and... this just in... Because of some new policy or something, I am working six days a week for the next month at least-- at the same amount of hours (or less) than I am at right now working five days a week. When I found this out, I almost put in my two weeks.
Apparently, there's a new rule that there must always be two people closing the store, and rather than hire someone else, Mr. Manager is just working us six days a week.
It's one thing to bust your ass for a month or two working six days a week with mad overtime, quite another to have six days of your week taken up with less total hours than before.
It's weird-- I had just been thinking that this job wasn't so bad as long as I got my two days off a week.
But even after all that whining, I am foolishly optimistic. We have had a lot of setbacks over the last couple months, and we have been able to head each one off at the pass, completely handled everthing that was thrown at us without blinking. So, one of these days, when we run out of incidentals and emergencies, we will have some spare money, and be back on our feet for good.
The Saturn is fixed, Gus has all new tires, both of us are working full time, and we are finally caught up on rent. John has now promised us a two bedroom by September first.
PLUS-- I just sold the store demo of the subwoofer that James cranks up all the way so that all you can hear is bass. For at least two weeks he will have to listen to his music like the caucasian he is.
So. There it is. My life in a nutshell. A really big nutshell. With lots of nuts.