Morrigan's blog: "I rant...therefore I am."

You know, I figure for the most part...at least in my real life...that I tend to be a very nice person. If a friend needs a place to stay, my door is open. If the local food bank is low on volunteers or canned goods [and I have the time or food to spare], I'm there. If I see someone in need and I have the extra money, I loan it or even give it.  Etc, etc, etc. So, I figure that I should have pretty decent karma, right?

So frigging wrong.

At our old house, neighborhood kids climbed in my son's bedroom window and stole the PS3 and video games that I had waited until my tax return to splurge on. That same tax return also bought my daughter an Ipod Touch that vanished two weeks after we brought it home because some random idiot at the park snatched it from my daughter. I have spent the past two years in a constant financial struggle. Worried from day to day how I was going to continue to feed us or keep the utilities on. It's been rough trying to take care of all of us on one measly little income.

I got a second job.

I was so frigging happy. Now, we could move into a different place away from the delinquents who had stolen all of that stuff from us. Once I got caught up on bills, we were going to be doing just fine. No longer living from paycheck to paycheck. No more scrimping just to buy bread and milk at the store. No more worrying.

So...we moved.

I handed the landlord of the new house a check for the first month's rent and hauled all our crap in. And while I was worrying about where to put the couch...one of my son's idiot friends stole my bank card out of my wallet and went on a spending spree. A REAL FRIGGING SPREE. He went to Hooter's and to Macy's. He went to that stupid hat store in the mall where the baseball caps cost 80 bucks. He spent every dime of the money that was sitting in the bank to pay rent.

So, because of that, my paychecks this past week...not to mention the one I'm waiting on for this Friday...have had to go directly to replace that money. The bank is investigating and I MIGHT get my money back...in a few weeks.

And I'm sitting here, waiting for the lights to go out. Because our electricity is on an SRP MCard, which means it's prepaid, and I don't have the money to go put on it for the rest of the week. I don't have a dime. The lights DID go out yesterday, preventing me from being able to work my second job [I work online from home] and costing me even more money. If only I had a couple of weeks to catch up...

My son told that kid to never come around here again, but the damage is done.

Hell, I can't even buy a roll of toilet paper.

I must have done something really shitty that I don't remember doing to have THIS kind of fucking karma.

Whatever it was, I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry.