Twists of Fate

Not comfortably either.

UI benefits denied again. Will have to appeal, which means I’d have to get a lawyer and that thought alone makes me want to break down into tears. Previous employer won’t add on the five hours I’m positive I worked but didn’t report as they asked me not to, which is probably a case to go to Labor & Industry with, but again, lawyer.

So. No money. Food stamps for a bit. Eviction is looking more likely every day. Can’t move in with anyone I know, as they all have animals I’m deathly allergic to. Can’t go home, because they too have animals I’m allergic to. Want to curl up in small ball and weep for a while.

Have some spinning things I can sell. If anyone is interested in a Strauch Doublewide Finest Motorized and is in the Seattle area let me know. I also, if I can find the parts, have a Schacht Matchless single treadle I can let go of, a metric f-ton of fiber, a slightly wonky Ashford Traveler and some dyeing equipment. I also have a lot of sock skeins of a Louet base yarn, if anyone is interested in that.

I think my dream of being a fiber artist with the dyeing is likely to have arrived DOA, killed dead by the reality of my life. Such as it is.

I need to go mail some of the yarn I sold that I unfortunately did not dye, and then curl up and be glad I don’t own a gun.

Absolutely miserable,
me