After the kitchen fire on Christmas Day left me without a stove, and with fire damage over and around it, I thought that was as bad as it gets. Then there was the three month fight with the mortgage company over the insurance check. What a load of crap that was! When they finally sent me the check, they had not endorsed it, so it was sent back. Then last week, I received the endorsed check, but they had not gotten a signature guarantee, so the bank wouldn't let me deposit it. After some swift Fed-Exing, it got here this morning, properly endorsed and guaranteed.
I don't have a car anymore, and my neighbor and friend has been providing me with transportation to places I absolutely have to go. She had to work today, so I had to walk to the bank...in the rain. It wasn't raining hard, but I totally hate rain, and I couldn't find my poncho, just my ex's, which is about 5 sizes too big and a hideous reddish orange. But I put it on, and trudged the nearly a mile to the bank, then over to the grocery for cat food and a Coke, then back home. It took all of an hour, and it wasn't so bad. My feet got drenched, of course, and the bottom of my jeans. Plus, the front and sides of my hair got wet because the hood of the poncho was so big I had to keep pulling it back to see where I was going, and look for cars when crossing streets.
To top all this drama off, last weekend, the power line coming into my house shorted out and blew out most of my remaining appliances, including my refrigerator fan and microwave. For the last week, I have had no answering machine, alarm clock, or bottom half of my frig. Plus, it blew out my Mac, so I don't know yet if that can be repaired. I did get a check from the power company for the smaller appliances today, but I will have to use that to get licensed technicians to check out the other things before they will pay me for them. I'll have to have an electrician check out all the wiring to be sure it's not fried and going to start a fire somewhere. I lost about $50 worth of food out of the bottom of the frig as well.
So it's been a hell of a year for me. I'm just happy it's almost over, and I can hopefully get back to some semblance of normalcy soon. If it hadn't been for my gardening, I would have gone quite mad, I can tell you that. What little food I got out of my little experimental garden was worth it in therapeutic value. It was truly the only thing that was positive in the last few months.
Next month I'll be traveling to Chicago to see my son, and then to New Orleans to meet my Facebook friend Michael. I need a vacation, really I do, and when I get back, I'll be ready to start setting things to right again. Right now, I'm just too exhausted, physically and mentally to do much of anything.