Life in the Fun Zone
Quick update on our various Glove Box projects.
Our houseless friend....we grabbed her new leggings, a new backpack, a new down vest. Socks from Costco, of course.
Still haven't managed an actual private shower for her since July....and no more daily coffee funding. Oh, well!
A little trickle for our "on the spectrum" genius kid, ditto a trickle for our food folks and our ex Cachagua single mom who just needs to pay the PG&E.
I worry about our house-less friend. I don't know if any of y'all have ever had to apply for help from the state, but it is seriously demeaning, complicated and invasive.
At one point when we owned the Cachagua Store, our income was so low that Amanda qualified for food stamps, etc. The County sent a form, un invited....and still send forms.
On the form, she was supposed to even declare the value of her wedding rings.....which we still haven't got around to, by the way.
The process is so complicated, and so degrading (probably by intent) that folks turn away.
Like our houseless friend.
She lost her phone service....because her dickhead son (Army colonel) never followed through with the promised phone.
Her iPhone is in my Glove Box......but he promised her. so she is still waiting.
She lost her EBT card because because she is now past the point of being able to deal with bureaucracy....and they can't contact her because she has no phone.
It is winter now....and she can't stay in her place between 7am and 9pm. She doesn't want to have to ask for help, because.....she has pride. She is our neighbor.
Her physical health seems to be spiraling down, along with her mental health.
No public transport to health services (it takes three or four hours to get to Natividad from the Village...each way), and then there is all that paperwork.
Our lady has lived and worked in the Village for 30 years....steady.
Amanda and I do what we can.....but in the end, we are daily watching our friend die by degrees.
My 14 year old, cherished dog is also dying by degrees......His friends have all passed, and we are preparing ourselves for that sad,sad day.
Every day we also wonder.....how and when will Mary die? Who will find her?
Will she get more respect and concern than my dog?
As if......
Our houseless friend....we grabbed her new leggings, a new backpack, a new down vest. Socks from Costco, of course.
Still haven't managed an actual private shower for her since July....and no more daily coffee funding. Oh, well!
A little trickle for our "on the spectrum" genius kid, ditto a trickle for our food folks and our ex Cachagua single mom who just needs to pay the PG&E.
I worry about our house-less friend. I don't know if any of y'all have ever had to apply for help from the state, but it is seriously demeaning, complicated and invasive.
At one point when we owned the Cachagua Store, our income was so low that Amanda qualified for food stamps, etc. The County sent a form, un invited....and still send forms.
On the form, she was supposed to even declare the value of her wedding rings.....which we still haven't got around to, by the way.
The process is so complicated, and so degrading (probably by intent) that folks turn away.
Like our houseless friend.
She lost her phone service....because her dickhead son (Army colonel) never followed through with the promised phone.
Her iPhone is in my Glove Box......but he promised her. so she is still waiting.
She lost her EBT card because because she is now past the point of being able to deal with bureaucracy....and they can't contact her because she has no phone.
It is winter now....and she can't stay in her place between 7am and 9pm. She doesn't want to have to ask for help, because.....she has pride. She is our neighbor.
Her physical health seems to be spiraling down, along with her mental health.
No public transport to health services (it takes three or four hours to get to Natividad from the Village...each way), and then there is all that paperwork.
Our lady has lived and worked in the Village for 30 years....steady.
Amanda and I do what we can.....but in the end, we are daily watching our friend die by degrees.
My 14 year old, cherished dog is also dying by degrees......His friends have all passed, and we are preparing ourselves for that sad,sad day.
Every day we also wonder.....how and when will Mary die? Who will find her?
Will she get more respect and concern than my dog?
As if......
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