Sister got promoted to bartender! (Yay!)
… it’s a day-time position, with an 8AM start. (Booo)
… but now she qualifies for subsidized daycare (yay!)
… when a position in a daycare opens up. (Boooo)
So yeh, it’s a meh. My days as babysitter are finally coming to an end… but I gotta be up and watching at 7AM until they do!
And now an excuse to bar!
I found out today some of the results of my psych eval for MI Rehab. Svcs. (I have to formally request the complete report!) - I have depression, anxiety, and “cannabis-abuse disorder” because I smoke weed every day. So in order to receive services - and this is a bit of a snag - I have to get a substance abuse assessment. sigh. Even though I have a medical-marijuana card, even though it’s legal recreationally (though itt not widely available yet) in the state of Michigan, it’s still illegal according to the federal government, and guess who MRS gets funding from, hmmm?
Also, for some reason my PCP’s office didn’t fill out the form MRS requested re my physical condtion as it related to performing work-related tasks. So I suggested that I take the forms from my worker and drop them off at my PCP’s office on the way home - because it is literally on my way home from the MRS office.
If I don’t need substance abuse therapy or whatever - and between you and I and the dining-room table, I’m going to make sure I don’t - and after they get the forms back from my PCP’s office, then they’ll get me together with Jewish Vocational Services and have me do a paid-internship/evaluation job in a clerical/office setting - at minimum wage, which I find insulting, considering my experience. All so I can fucking learn Quickbooks and improve my accounting skills.
I have an interview on Thursday, which in my excitement at having I neglected to check my calendar and had to call back and reschedule (son has therapy), and the lady who called me - the CEO of the company, I later found out - had to suggest the time. I felt like such a stupe. Now I feel lkie even going on the interview will be a waste of time, as who wants to hire someone who doesn’t check their calendar before making an appointment?
Meh. I’m having a bad week, and there’s no real culprit or anything. Just everything I do and push forward bounces back and needs more work, over and over. The systems we’re using now come with lots of tools to make things easier - but when they fail it makes things really much more difficult. Everything has so much overhead - boilerplate, dependency issues, conflicts.
The actual stuff I’m trying to do should be quick, simple, and self-contained, and the tools and systems are supposed to help with that, but everything this week has just gone the opposite direction. Actually doing the core of what I’m trying to do now feels like 10% of what I do with 90% being herding all the surrounding systems and trying to coerce them to work properly so that the little bit of work that I actually got to do can finally be tested and integrated.
And with these new systems that sometimes work and sometimes don’t and have self-conflicting documentation and are changing out from under us - the ones that are supposed to make our jobs easier - I can’t even begin to estimate how long something is going to take. 30 minutes or until the heat death of the universe, give or take a bit. May be super simple, may not even be possible.
It’s just exhausting and frustrating, having so many delays and failures, when the core stuff is all simple.
At least next week’s a new week and a new project. I refused to give any estimates on it.
My son peed on my draft of my midtenure review.
Guess it must have been bad.
Is this the new “The dog ate my homework?”
LOL. I could still turn it in.
Eh, healthy urine is sterile. Dry it out and turn it in. If questioned, claim that the stain is additional editorial content.
Yesterday plastic shopping bags are illegal in NY state.
Tonight, for the first time in my life, I brought my own shopping bag to a Target. It felt… unnatural.
You’ll get used to it. I was doing it for years before Chicago changed the laws to make it $0.07/bag if you don’t bring your own, so there was no bright line for me, but you’ll find that you start keeping bags in your car, a couple more where you hang your coat, and even one or two of the tiny fold-able ones in your purse/backpack/messenger bag. No biggie. It starts to feel weird when you go somewhere else and they just bag stuff up in disposable bags like it’s no big deal.
Oh, and at least around here, you get $0.05/bag CREDIT at Target for bringing your own.
Right. My husband seems to have more trouble with this, so I task the kids with holding the reusable bags when he takes them to the store.
I keep one in the laptop sleeve of my messenger bag. I’ve been considering some of those collapsible silicon tupperwares for my bag for when I decide to go out to lunch.
Here, everything is styrofoam. So I really do need to bring beverage containers to restaurants for the kids or else it’s a garbage bonanza.
Oh I’ve been using a re-usable shopping bag for the past year and feeling very elite. But this Target. This is different. How will I carry huge packages of paper towels home in a canvas tote? My life is over.
Step 1, acquire free canvas tent.
Well you’re not supposed to put them in a bag. You mount them on your llama, of course. You are taking a llama shopping with you, aren’t you?
I haven’t been here because…sorry, I got nothin’.
Update: Still no job. More legal problems re debt. Luke is fine. I don’t like Biden or Bloomberg, but I do like Warren and Sanders (poor Tulsi Gabbard - is she still campaigning?) Tax refunds received in and I got a bunch of back bills paid. Had a phone-interview for a part-time, min. wage office job (yes, I’m a white-collar snob, lol) that got postponed. I get that because it’s tax season and they’re a marine supplier on the lake (we’ve got flooding issues this year due to all the rain and snow - the MI ground is like an overfilled sponge).
I have to overcome my fears. Still no luck on the therapist front, but I’ve not really been trying. Now that I’m on Lexapro 10 mg a day, I’m doing better. And that’s about it.
I’m glad lexapro is helping… sorry about the job issue still being… an issue. It well and truly sucks.
We were wondering how you were.
Forgive me, I don’t hear from folks IRL any more. I really need to spend more time here.
I’m feeling confused about a few things, though. Like how I’ve been determined as “Medically Frail” by the MI Dept. of HHS and do NOT have to report job searches to my worker in order to qualify for the Healthy Michigan Plan under MI Medicaid. This determination was made, according to the notice, from self-reporting. I’m guessing they mean because of my doctor’s note that states I can’t lift more than five pounds in a work situation. My son received the same notice. We have the same worker; but he doesn’t report stuff to her. I suspect his PCP or therapist may’ve done some reporting on his behalf. But I don’t know for sure. There are some lucky things I believe that shouldn’t be questioned too deeply, and this is one of them.
However, if I go for Social Security Disability, I’m not “Medically Frail” enough.
As it turns out, a Federal judge has ruled it illegal to have folks on Medicaid look for jobs and have to report doing so in order to keep getting coverage. I don’t think a lot of us have a problem looking for jobs, those of us who’re mostly able, but reporting it? REALLY? But this could be overturned. Stay tuned!
(tho I doubt the current Admin. will have the time to deal with this…and I’m guessing their slashing of food stamps may somehow get cancelled…well, I hope so…)