Shit hit the fan yesterday.
Wasn't mine. I'm feeling much better thank you very much and I'm also a good aim in the toilet.
We took the last pennies out of our credit cards and we're totally, 100% screwed.
Like, we have zilch and we have people to pay.
The DoorMan will wait a few weeks. He's a patient guy and has lots of money until we do. It's the hard workers in our yard that I'm worried about. They live with very little and depend on our money to feed them and their babies.
We'll be living off staples for a while. Hello rice 'n beans! Food of the nation!
... if you like my blog, you could by me a coffee ... here >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Can you see me when I've run out of coffee, begging in the village for a cup, while haggard and out of my mind from the lack thereof?
I don't have anyone in the family who has an abundance of money, so I can't ask them.
Papi, well, he feels that he's been such a thorn in his family's side growing up that he can't ask now.
I reminded him that the last time he borrowed, he paid back. That shows he's not the same bratty drug addict that just took, took, took. That shows that we are responsible.
I'm brainstorming in how to get a job here, even though it could mean disaster, because Papi sleeps til quite late and someone needs to be up for everyone; The Carpenter, Dominican Daddy, Housemaid, Little Angel to be dropped off for a few hours.
But I think I need to try to find money for food, and I also need to remember that every time in my life that I've been this desperate, everything always works out. I will ask the angels to help it work out.
It would be nice if Mr. Lumpy would lend a hand. Goddam freeloader pops up without so much as OFFERING to paying rent. That bastard has cost us $800 so far!
I emailed PanMan to say that I wanted to come and talk about how I can help him, and earn money at the same time.
I also thought about all the amazing wheat free, dairy free options in the world that aren't here on the island.
Hey, I need 'em. I could distribute them, then I could have them and earn money at the same time, no?
It's going to take me way too long to find my musician people to make an income from. That will come, but not right now.
I need money now. Prince Papi couldn't even buy his orange juice yesterday! The horrors! He goes through 2 litres in a day and a half. It's better than pop, but I'd sure like to see him on water.
One of those massive water jugs is only 40 pesos, which is equal to one buck and is healthier and definitely cheaper.
I've had to stop drinking the water from my machine, because I can't afford the filters, and we're going through them fast because we STILL don't have clean, healthy water.
Now, we need to buy a machine that will clean the water, akin to my little drinking machine, only for the whole house and pool.
That's a lot of work for a machine, so it's a big bugger, which is a lot of money, so it's gonna have to wait too.
At least it's not shit water anymore. It's just really full of sediment, but still, I'm thinking that's where that last round of sickness came from.
Someone does owe us some money, and I've contacted them, but no response, so I guess I won't hold my breath on that one.
New 'rule': NEVER do money business with friends. It inevitably ends with no friendship. Keep them separate.
I've now lost 2 friends in 4 months due to money and it hurts, really, really hurts to lose friends over money. From this point forward, money and friendship will never happen at the same time.
Unless I'm giving. That's a different story.
I give a lot, but I also get screwed for it, like when in a heated moment, someone commented on how selfish we were because we only 'threw a few 20's their way' and that we could have given more. Live and learn.
Anyway, it's time to try to find a job so that I can keep buying the locals' veggies and fish.
I'm so fucking scared right now it's got my PTSD on high. Panic attacks galore.
You know it's bad when I look at what I have left of my chocolate and am thinking of how I can ration it out to last the 20 days before we get paid again.
Torture!
More importantly, the puppies and cats need food. Looks like they'll be eating rice too.
This is where the fun begins and the stories of yesteryear happen.
Survival.
Wasn't mine. I'm feeling much better thank you very much and I'm also a good aim in the toilet.
We took the last pennies out of our credit cards and we're totally, 100% screwed.
Like, we have zilch and we have people to pay.
The DoorMan will wait a few weeks. He's a patient guy and has lots of money until we do. It's the hard workers in our yard that I'm worried about. They live with very little and depend on our money to feed them and their babies.
We'll be living off staples for a while. Hello rice 'n beans! Food of the nation!
... if you like my blog, you could by me a coffee ... here >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Can you see me when I've run out of coffee, begging in the village for a cup, while haggard and out of my mind from the lack thereof?
I don't have anyone in the family who has an abundance of money, so I can't ask them.
Papi, well, he feels that he's been such a thorn in his family's side growing up that he can't ask now.
I reminded him that the last time he borrowed, he paid back. That shows he's not the same bratty drug addict that just took, took, took. That shows that we are responsible.
I'm brainstorming in how to get a job here, even though it could mean disaster, because Papi sleeps til quite late and someone needs to be up for everyone; The Carpenter, Dominican Daddy, Housemaid, Little Angel to be dropped off for a few hours.
But I think I need to try to find money for food, and I also need to remember that every time in my life that I've been this desperate, everything always works out. I will ask the angels to help it work out.
It would be nice if Mr. Lumpy would lend a hand. Goddam freeloader pops up without so much as OFFERING to paying rent. That bastard has cost us $800 so far!
I emailed PanMan to say that I wanted to come and talk about how I can help him, and earn money at the same time.
I also thought about all the amazing wheat free, dairy free options in the world that aren't here on the island.
Hey, I need 'em. I could distribute them, then I could have them and earn money at the same time, no?
It's going to take me way too long to find my musician people to make an income from. That will come, but not right now.
I need money now. Prince Papi couldn't even buy his orange juice yesterday! The horrors! He goes through 2 litres in a day and a half. It's better than pop, but I'd sure like to see him on water.
One of those massive water jugs is only 40 pesos, which is equal to one buck and is healthier and definitely cheaper.
I've had to stop drinking the water from my machine, because I can't afford the filters, and we're going through them fast because we STILL don't have clean, healthy water.
Now, we need to buy a machine that will clean the water, akin to my little drinking machine, only for the whole house and pool.
That's a lot of work for a machine, so it's a big bugger, which is a lot of money, so it's gonna have to wait too.
At least it's not shit water anymore. It's just really full of sediment, but still, I'm thinking that's where that last round of sickness came from.
Someone does owe us some money, and I've contacted them, but no response, so I guess I won't hold my breath on that one.
New 'rule': NEVER do money business with friends. It inevitably ends with no friendship. Keep them separate.
I've now lost 2 friends in 4 months due to money and it hurts, really, really hurts to lose friends over money. From this point forward, money and friendship will never happen at the same time.
Unless I'm giving. That's a different story.
I give a lot, but I also get screwed for it, like when in a heated moment, someone commented on how selfish we were because we only 'threw a few 20's their way' and that we could have given more. Live and learn.
Anyway, it's time to try to find a job so that I can keep buying the locals' veggies and fish.
I'm so fucking scared right now it's got my PTSD on high. Panic attacks galore.
You know it's bad when I look at what I have left of my chocolate and am thinking of how I can ration it out to last the 20 days before we get paid again.
Torture!
More importantly, the puppies and cats need food. Looks like they'll be eating rice too.
This is where the fun begins and the stories of yesteryear happen.
Survival.
i prosper wherever i turn and i know i deserve prosperity of all kinds
Things WILL get better, my sweet friend.
ReplyDeleteIf I've learned anything this past year it's that naked honesty is painful and humbling, but only when you're nakedly honest does your vulnerability show.
Vulnerability = action
I don't like to see friends hurting and others agree.
You are loved by more people than you know.
your friendship means so much to me my dear. thank you so much ... you are truly an understanding person.
Deletewe drama queens have to support each other :)
We will be fine hun, we have our investments if needed we will go into them.
ReplyDeleteI've never had to live on so little but it's good for me ;-) Not happy about the OJ thing but oh well.
It will all be good!
we'll go get your OJ now. we got some good people out there taking care of us.
DeleteOh and to the person who owes us money. Court is always an option babe, remember I am going back shortly. We have Contract, agreed to honor payment on an email etc.. so it will all be good.
ReplyDeleteShame if it would have to go that way.
I'm still in shock about not sending the Money. It'd unbelievable.
For court I will go into family money to pay for it :)
i can't even fathom doing that. i need to trust that she'll do the right thing.
Deletei need to.
I don't understand it myself.....
ReplyDeleteOMG and don't ask for money, we will be fine!!!!
ReplyDeletetoo late. people are already buying me coffee. bulk.
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