Now, it's January. I find out after the fact that DES only helps people with minor children here. We get food stamps only. Duane had an interview at Sprouts and was almost hired, but when the manager put in the paperwork the company went on a hiring freeze. The manager sounded sincere when he told him that a week later. He was upset that he had to work his employees short with no overtime. We haven't seen any new faces in the place, when go there for bunny greens.
He put in an application at Subway. They say they have 3 openings and nobody has applied. The DM was there but she didn't have time to talk to him as she was dealing with 2 employees. She said she would call this week when she had the time.
I had an interview last Monday at Micheal's crafts. They are not hiring until February or March, just calling in applicants for interviews. I really wish the lady had told me that when she called me to come in. I had my hopes when I went there and left feeling dejected. I would have eaten bottles of Advil and worked what ever hours they gave me.
I was going to post an update on Christmas, but after all that stress and a bad winter storm blew in that week, I spent it in bed. My fibro flared up seriously.
I have called every agency there is and the ones that would have helped, I got there too late and have to try back on February 1. That will be too late as we have eviction court tomorrow morning. I looked up on the Arizona Housing laws and we will have 6 days after that and the sheriff comes to physically remove us.
We don't have the money even for a U-Haul and storage for our stuff. I'm facing being out on the street and losing everything. Losing the pets is the hardest of all. They are reason I get up in the morning and keep trying to make a life even with severe pain.
I would list more of my fabric, yarn and fiber for sale. But with the way things are, I don't want someone to buy something, pay for it and me not be able to mail it out.
So my companion, put up another plea on Wish Upon a Hero. We hate having to beg to survive. If you can spare even $5 and have it in your heart to help us. It is just horrible being in this position. If someone would give us any job, we would gladly work.
I don't want to do this, I really wish I could go back to writing about my knitting, spinning, recipes, funny stories and pictures of the pets, living with chronic pain.
That is all I can write right now. I'm really hoping I don't have to blog about my experience as a homeless person from the library.