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Anniversary of some sort

It was one year ago today that the new owner took over the newspaper where I worked. Two days from now, I was eliminated. The reason I bring this up, I found out my benefits year for unemployment ends on April 11. I have been unemployed for almost a year. So today is sort of a down day. I had to cancel Chapel Hill because the state of North Carolina is so overwhelm with unemployment claims that my money has not been deposited so I didn't have enough gas money. I didn't find this out until last night when my husband said there was no money on the card.

Today, I met with someone at the unemployment office. She was very nice and understanding. She said it was computer snarfu and my money would be deposit later today. I can breathe a sigh of relief. This is when I found out about the benefits year. The lady should get a medal. After talking with me, she calmed down the angry lady behind me. So today is kind of a down day because I was looking forward to Chapel Hill. So here I am in the library. I am trying hard to stay on the path of straight and narrow (eating) but it is hard to muster up an appetite when I worried about finding a job, if they will find some type of abnormality in my son's brain and just being down in general.

Anyway, I am trying not to dwell on things to much. But some days, it just so hard to remember what my life used to be like. I miss working.

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  1. Im sorry to hear about ur troubles!

    I know too well how down u get when u very short of cash!

    I hope ur situation gets better soon and that u find a nice job!:)

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