When it rains, it pours

So, I am back in therapy. Thank all the gods and goddesses.  It’s been a heck of a week or so.

My partner did his taxes and we owe this great state over $8000. Why? Because of the short sale we were forced to do with our house in Tucson. The difference between the remaining mortgage and the sale amount counts as income! The Federal government passed legislation that exempts our situation but this state has not.


Plus, my temp contract ended on April 4. Luckily, there are several projects pending so I’ll still have a job for a while.

My brakes are making funny noises. Okay, not funny but kinda scary actually.

There is now no savings at all due to this tax thing after we scrape together what we can.

I am paying $70 for each therapy session until I meet my deductible. Plus, it’s time to get blood work, a checkup and renew my meds.



And our lease is up soon.

Holding on by my fingernails.

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I am a science fiction fan. I read it, I watch it, I breathe it, I go to conventions to hang out with others like me. I met my fannish family at my first Worldcon in 1995 in Glasgow. I've been smitten ever since. I am a crafter. I make jewelry and sell it http://www.etsy.com/shop/DragonWolfCrafts Just your typical bi pagan poly sf/f fan gamer geek! I have an amazing group of friends and chosen family flung all across the US and the world.

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