Hello.
As some of you may be aware, from a financial perspective I have fallen upon stony ground of late. To add insult to injury, the g/f, scatty mare that she is, has somehow forgotten her PIN number for her bank card, so although she's been paid she can't get any money out. However, I'm a firm believer that something good will always turn up when the chips are down, eternal optimist that I am...
I got a letter from the Department of Work and Pensions yesterday, saying that they owed me over £90 in unpaid benefits. I got a second letter from the same people, saying that because I'd found a job I was eligible for a £100 'bonus' - both of these to be paid into my bank account.
Checked my bank account this morning and I'm significantly richer than I was yesterday!
I've just come back from Tesco having spent a whopping £38 on various foodstuffs which will keep us going for at least the next week until her new PIN number arrives and we can start to pillage her bank account.
As you may have gathered we have also treated ourselves to some ale. I've just got to the end of my first week of work in eight months and I am absolutely knackered - its been a complete system shock. I think we deserve to chill out for the weekend now.
Put a squirt of diesel in the car, and we're laughing. Its still five weeks til I get paid, but at least I know I'm going to get six weeks money which should equal something approaching £1,300 after tax - that being the case, we'll be back on our feet by the end of July and sticking two fingers up at the rest of the world that's knocked us down and trampled us for the last few months.
Its been a rough few months for both of us but we're getting there - we're both in dire need of a bloody good holiday, so that's the next objective.
As a little side-note - I've been speaking to my friend tonight - one of the best people in the entire world, like, EVER. I asked her how she was doing and she told me she was missing her mum. She died from leukaemia two weeks ago. My friend is 18 so I guess her mum would be early 40's - despite all the ****e I've been through in the last 6 months, I'd do it all again and more if she could have her mum back.
I'm sure there was a point to this when I started... but I'm so ****ed I just can't remember. I'm sure you smart chaps can figure it all out.
As some of you may be aware, from a financial perspective I have fallen upon stony ground of late. To add insult to injury, the g/f, scatty mare that she is, has somehow forgotten her PIN number for her bank card, so although she's been paid she can't get any money out. However, I'm a firm believer that something good will always turn up when the chips are down, eternal optimist that I am...
I got a letter from the Department of Work and Pensions yesterday, saying that they owed me over £90 in unpaid benefits. I got a second letter from the same people, saying that because I'd found a job I was eligible for a £100 'bonus' - both of these to be paid into my bank account.
Checked my bank account this morning and I'm significantly richer than I was yesterday!
I've just come back from Tesco having spent a whopping £38 on various foodstuffs which will keep us going for at least the next week until her new PIN number arrives and we can start to pillage her bank account.
As you may have gathered we have also treated ourselves to some ale. I've just got to the end of my first week of work in eight months and I am absolutely knackered - its been a complete system shock. I think we deserve to chill out for the weekend now.
Put a squirt of diesel in the car, and we're laughing. Its still five weeks til I get paid, but at least I know I'm going to get six weeks money which should equal something approaching £1,300 after tax - that being the case, we'll be back on our feet by the end of July and sticking two fingers up at the rest of the world that's knocked us down and trampled us for the last few months.
Its been a rough few months for both of us but we're getting there - we're both in dire need of a bloody good holiday, so that's the next objective.
As a little side-note - I've been speaking to my friend tonight - one of the best people in the entire world, like, EVER. I asked her how she was doing and she told me she was missing her mum. She died from leukaemia two weeks ago. My friend is 18 so I guess her mum would be early 40's - despite all the ****e I've been through in the last 6 months, I'd do it all again and more if she could have her mum back.
I'm sure there was a point to this when I started... but I'm so ****ed I just can't remember. I'm sure you smart chaps can figure it all out.
