More crap --- transportation crises
On the day of the wake --- while hurrying from thrift store to thrift store, desperate to find dark suits for the boys, the white van started making a hideous whir noise --- too scary to drive any more. It's parked in the driveway, now, waiting for money to repair it.
And then, down to two vehicles, then, I needed a ride to work this morning --- I took work subbing --- and en route there the red car dangerously overheated, and didn't get 'better' over mere antifreeze, so it got towed, and we walked/hitched a ride to work. (Bean2 was called from home, and he cried when the police tried to impound our vehicle before our OWN tow truck arrived --- and Hubbyone had to argue to get them to unhitch it, so we could take it to a shop.)
Down to ONE vehicle, and 4 people with agenda in need of transportation.
That on top of NO MONEY even for FOOD hardly, trying to rush funeral 'sympathy card' checks of $50 or $25 to the bank, to keep our own checks from bouncing...
Hubbyone hasn't been back to work yet --- he can't make any money at this new job, it's an exercise in futility. (Sales --- different company from Gateway --- he's never sold this before...)
I have over a dozen applications or resumes out, but...
And the way it feels --- it feels like the recently deceased brother-in-law's incredibly bad luck cloud moved over to us, giving a 'dose' of what life was like for him MOST of his life. It feels like punishment.
Hanging in there, but really-really bitter and scared.