Monday, January 11, 2010

It feels like I'm back in St. Louis

I’ve been back for about a week now. It’s taken me a while to adjust to the bitterly cold temps of the likes of 7 degrees. Ok, I’m lying I’ve NEVER adjusted. I’ve probably cursed every time I’ve stepped outside. This weather makes me positive that I’ll move somewhere warm. I’m crashing at my aunt’s right along with her 2 kids, my other aunt and her 3 kids, my daughter, my brother, and occasionally BD, and/or one or more of my cousin’s friends. That’s RIGHT. There are at least 10 people sleeping in this house every night and there are only 3 bedrooms. Figure that out. This is not my ideal situation at all considering the teenagers run the house and it usually looks like it. The pipes have been frozen in the kitchen, making having clean dishes to eat from more than hard. It’s usually kind of cold in the house too. Food disappears more than quickly too with 3 teenagers that are all over 5′ 10″ and 185 lbs in the house. Not to mention, Karma’s appetite is outrageous.

I’d leave except my family has assured me that my car wont make it back to Columbia. The transmission is going out. I’ve known this for a while but I haven’t been able to take care of that or consider buying a new one. Not to mention, my aunt used up my entire food stamp allowance for the month. I’m so frustrated by this because I went through a lot trying to avoid her doing that when I let her get the card as a Christmas present to fund her Christmas dinner. To make matters worse, there’s not much food in the house that I actually like and she was really only supposed to be getting a few items when I gave her the card. She’s given me a little money relative to the amount she spent but it’ll help me  with if not take care of, my electric and cable bills (that I’d rather be using if I’m paying). I called my landlord and he was more than understanding when I told him I wont be paying my rent until I get my refund check back from school in a couple of weeks.

The food stamp thing really is annoying me because I thought about staying with my BF to give him an overdose of QT and TLC. He just moved into a new place and I wanted to be nice and put food in it lol. My being out of town was testing our relationship and it was even harder when I got back last Monday. I had made a firm decision that I’d be driving nowhere. The car he’s been driving was in the shop and BD was with me everyday. BF somehow managed to call every time BD and I were getting something to eat or out shopping. It wasn’t a good look. I spent Saturday night with my BF when he got his car back. It’s funny how much that visit did to clear our minds up. I know I feel a lot better.

The other reason the food stamp thing is bothering me is that I considered having BD follow or take me back to Columbia, Mo. for a weekend or to help me find a car. Cars are cheaper there but I have no food in my house. . I was actually thinking about selling some food stamps. The major reason the food stamp thing is bothering me though is because I start class on the 19th. I don’t get food stamps until the 22nd. While I’m going to see to it Karma and I aren’t hungry for that 3-day gap, I wanted to actually do my grocery shopping that weekend.

Right now, what’s most on my mind is my car situation. I really need a car to go back to Columbia and to get around there. I had this exact same problem last year at this time. My friends were WONDERFUL. It was a nightmare for my car to stop on me on while taking Karma to daycare in the morning. I had to carry her back to my house in the freezing cold and snow from where my car stopped up the block. I was thankful it was only a block away. The crazy thing is since I’ve been back BD has been talking about buying me a car and his car pretty much gave out on him Saturday. I have no idea what I’m going to do. Last year, I used a school loan to buy my car. This year, I have to use that loan for my rent/bills. I’m confident that things will work out in some miraculous way because they always do.

I’m happy to have left Vegas because I was miserable even though I could kind of ignore my reality and the temperatures were about 40-50 degrees higher. I’ve been miserable at times since I’ve been in St. Louis but honestly the 10 of us (that’s hilarious to type out) are getting along pretty damn well to be sharing not much space. All of this reality though is really making me feel like I’m definitely back in St. Louis. But I’m sure I have a miracle waiting for me. So, I’m not tripping. I’m going to do all that I can and not stress.

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