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This week on What Is My Life...
Well, kids. This is where we're at.
Last week I learn my uncle has cancer and it has progressed fairly far already. He and my aunt have been taking care of my 98 year old grandma. Obviously they can't do that anymore. In a moment of selfless insanity, I volunteer to take care of grandma. Aside from her age, mentally she's intact. None of us can stomach putting her in a home when she's all there upstairs.
Today, we found a place me and grandma can live and is handicap accessible and all those good things. We go at the crack of dark tomorrow to finish all the paperwork.
But let us back up to last week, shall we?
Last week, me and my mother decide to drive they six hours to my Aunt and Uncle's for moral support and to help with grandma while we brainstorm. We leave Tuesday around 5pm and get REAR FUCKING ENDED around 10:30pm that night. We finally make there the next day. Thursday, we find out something else. My cousin Jenny, who would most likely be helping me with my grandmother... well, her 90-something grandfather died and another one is in the hospital. I'm not too upset about her not being able to help me, I'm like WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK WHY IS ALL THE SHIT HAPPENING THIS WEEK.
To make things more complete Jordan's dad, isn't doing so good. There isn't much to do since he is terminal but fuck.
MEANWHILE, I have two complicated application forms to fill out that are unrelated to all above issues. One of them is proof of income and assets for immigration. That is for Jordan to come to the US and we can get fucking married finally. The other application/form thing I gotta fill out relates to unemployment and those of you who've read my journal for this past year will know this very well. Me and unemployment have a long history of fighting with each other until they finally pay me. They had, once again, claimed I was not entitled to any money. We got it straightened out again but so much more paper work to fill out. I want to shoot someone.
Oh, and one of my cats is sick.
Funtimes.
Last week I learn my uncle has cancer and it has progressed fairly far already. He and my aunt have been taking care of my 98 year old grandma. Obviously they can't do that anymore. In a moment of selfless insanity, I volunteer to take care of grandma. Aside from her age, mentally she's intact. None of us can stomach putting her in a home when she's all there upstairs.
Today, we found a place me and grandma can live and is handicap accessible and all those good things. We go at the crack of dark tomorrow to finish all the paperwork.
But let us back up to last week, shall we?
Last week, me and my mother decide to drive they six hours to my Aunt and Uncle's for moral support and to help with grandma while we brainstorm. We leave Tuesday around 5pm and get REAR FUCKING ENDED around 10:30pm that night. We finally make there the next day. Thursday, we find out something else. My cousin Jenny, who would most likely be helping me with my grandmother... well, her 90-something grandfather died and another one is in the hospital. I'm not too upset about her not being able to help me, I'm like WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK WHY IS ALL THE SHIT HAPPENING THIS WEEK.
To make things more complete Jordan's dad, isn't doing so good. There isn't much to do since he is terminal but fuck.
MEANWHILE, I have two complicated application forms to fill out that are unrelated to all above issues. One of them is proof of income and assets for immigration. That is for Jordan to come to the US and we can get fucking married finally. The other application/form thing I gotta fill out relates to unemployment and those of you who've read my journal for this past year will know this very well. Me and unemployment have a long history of fighting with each other until they finally pay me. They had, once again, claimed I was not entitled to any money. We got it straightened out again but so much more paper work to fill out. I want to shoot someone.
Oh, and one of my cats is sick.
Funtimes.