A few weeks ago I suffered a one-two punch of financial crises.
On a Sunday I lost my wallet while playing with Bethlynne and The Boy Wonder at the Reiche Community School playground. The billfold contained the cash that I was going to use to procure a money order for my rent, which was due the next day.
To make matters worse, on the way to the landlord to drop off my roommates' rent orders and explain why we we're short I lost the envelope with said money orders.
In order to prevent eviction I ended up borrowing about $1200 from friends and family because my financial situation wasn't shitty enough I suffered the two worst profitable weeks in recent memory.
Things are looking up right now, but the task is still daunting.
To the amazing people that lent me money and to those that offered, but I didn't hit up, to those that would offer if they had to scratch to spare, and finally to those helped me in other ways in the forms of free alcohol or dinner or even their sympathy: thank you. I love you all.
I am a bit bummed out, though, that my parents have yet to call me to see if I escaped eviction.
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