Well obviously the motivation of writing on here fell completely apart, but considering that the last post was labeled 'crazy times' and I had just barely started the most ridiculous year ever I guess it makes sense.
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Betsy |
So moving on from that February post... After returning home I had about a week and a half of returning to semi normal. That is adjusting to a family of four with 2 toddlers being in my house rather than my fiance and I only. March first I got the phone call that Grandma had passed moments before I had to do an observation for student teaching. It was determined after that point that I had missed too much time and there was no real chance of getting in the hours necessary to complete the process. I desperately wish that I had been informed in advance so that I could have remained in Cali for a while. So being out of student teaching I went to Orlando to sort out the new plan for life with Chris in the middle of the month. We decided work like crazy, save enough money to leave MS and resettle in Orlando was the option. I was back for 1 week when while driving to work a woman ran a red light and T-boned my car on the drivers side. I can never thank Betsy (my '87 Accord) enough for saving my life and keeping me in all one piece. I loved that car and I miss her, I am told that I am glad I never saw it after the accident. I did get to have the experience of being cut out of the car by the firemen, rushed to the hospital in the ambulance, x-rayed, stitched and other 'fun' I had yet to have in life.
I spent the next month at home, being car less, a bit broken and waiting on JPD to send over some paper to the insurance folks. 4 weeks is a completely unreasonable response time, people. The horrible part of having an '87 is that even when you get a good value back for your car you have virtually no money for another car. The great part is that while they got 4 weeks to the day to get their ducks in a row, by the time the settlement for the property damage came through I had about a week and a half to find a car for virtually nothing in a place where they have no concept of the value of an old a$$ car. So I got a '93 Accord that was horribly mistreated and a piece of junk. (Surprisingly that is not a biased remark) May seemed to be ok, got back to work, went to Physical Therapy started being able to stand or sit with out crying out in pain, tried to sort things out. June was frustrated with typical school incompetence, finally finished up PT mostly better. July looked up, Chris got hired on full time, my sister was coming to visit, I was going to find a place to move in Orlando/visit Chris.
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Sad store |
Found out Borders was going to be liquidated, moving was now going to be as soon as the store closed as opposed to in Dec after finishing up student teaching and finally having a degree. But I was hopeful that at least once we were together and out of MS things would have to get better. Driving to Orlando my replacement car got a flat in the middle of the night. Thank you so much FL HWY Patrol for helping me change my tire, since I didn't have a lug wrench. Pay for new tire get on the way about 30 mi out my car catches FIRE. I heard an odd noise pulled off the side of the highway noticed a little bit of white smoke figured oil leak, popped the hood and surprise flames inside the car.
So there I am on the side of the road dragging my fortunately packed in only one over sized duffle, with a few spare bags containing the rest of my junk, away from the car, while I call Hwy Patrol again. (Nice to have the number easy the second time.) "This isn't going to be much help because I have no idea where I am but my car is on fire" SOB hysterically. Awesome job phone lady on figuring it out based on the billboards, and my vague idea of where I might be. Also I have to most amazing fiance in the entire world for getting in the truck and taking off with my call of "get on the toll road and drive to 75 I'll call you back just drive". Waiting for the cops I had to shoo one "helpful" group of people intending to throw a cup of random substance on the fire. And had an amazing gentleman from Georgia fly across the road back up to the car only to realize that his normal fire extinguishing supplies were at home to make room in his van on his way to the fire extinguishing supplies convention. He was amazing and offered to drive me and my junk to an off ramp to wait for Chris to get me. I had 3 cop cars and a fire truck out and shut down 2 lanes of the freeway. All of the safety people were very nice to the hysterical girl on the side of the road freaking out every time she said fire. Awesome GA fire supply guy dropped me off at a Waffle House who let me sit outside on my bags while I called Chris, the Ins (comprehensive coverage would have been so nice) and finally my mommy.
After that trauma was over on to the search for a place to live before Chris had a job but no place to stay. We managed to find a place, we lost some $ in applications to another place first, and the deposit was way more than we had hoped, but nonetheless it was a place. Put freaking out about the car problem on hold until I had a better answer, my freaking out limit had apparently been overloaded already this year, enjoyed surprising my sis with Orlando vs Jackson, ended up driving the truck home, (thankfully in the long run). Had the breaks go out after getting home, while waiting for a day when it could be taken care of at home on the cheap. (Thanks for messing up that paycheck Borders) Remembered why I never have any savings. (If I could stop having emergencies I could save for emergencies) Didn't get the "we'll get you into something new" worked out from the car guy. Fortunately he agreed to call it a loss though, it could have been much worse. (owing on a dead pos car) Realized that committing to closing the store was a lost cause because I would be trapped homeless in Jackson. Loaded a U-haul, smaller than hoped after financial set back 3, 4, 17 who knows, with a majority of our stuff, fortunately were able to leave the rest with his sister and her family making it bearable to abandon it. Had a fabulous 13?ish hour car ride in the truck with the dog, the three cats stuck in a too small carrier, plies of stuff crammed in to every last corner. The bed filled with a tarp tied over it and the U-haul. Finally made it to our new place.
Now its been the game of everything I try to accomplish is thwarted. Tried to switch insurance plans took 2 and a half months to figure it all out, was without meds for a month or so. Tried to enroll in University of Phoenix to just finish up a degree and finally have that piece of paper, somehow JSU's financial management made it impossible to get aid until January. Took care of all the paperwork I needed to get that check sent, apparently them sending it all in Sept never happened despite the documentation and it went through in October instead I am quickly coming up on the well it should be processed within 30 days, with no hope of a conclusion. Still waiting on some sort of settlement for the medical part of the accident so that I can try replacement car part 2. Been job hunting for places that I can get to without car, had promising interviews that promised to let me know either way, haven't heard anything. Can't believe that suddenly it's November. Tired of waiting, hoping that at least with the end of the year things will turn around and be less ... insane. Last year Pat said that 2011 was going to be my year. I know she meant it in the looking up way, but it seems that it truly was my year ... my year for the most random, crap ever.