woke up

[maevele]

to the landlady on the phone. And not in a good way. I sent her the rent check in two parts, with a note asking her to hold off on cashing one of them as long as she can, but she can't, and she'd really like to know when I think I will have august's rent. I will have augusts rent at some point after Z gives me his share of july's rent, but obviously before he coughs up for august, but right now I am fucking wiped the hell out. She asked if she should call him about moving the busted car, but I can't let him find out I even paid this month's rent, or he won't fucking hurry to get it to me so I can pay the next one or maybe the light fucking bill. I am not complaining about my landlord AT ALL though, because seriously, she has cut me so much slack so far.

it's looking like the assfaced welfare office is still counting Z's goddamn income towards my household, but have cut him from the insurance. So they get that he is not in the household, but are not giving me any fucking benefits other than health care. My whole plan of being able to pull this off was dependent on them coming through with food stamps, and at least some w2 cash, so I'm working up my nerve to call my goddamn caseworker.

If it weren't for all the help I got from the internet this past month, I would be so far beyond fucked right now. Thank you all again.

ETA, just reapplied for FS/W2, and may have an answer by the end of the week.