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Feb. 2nd, 2020 08:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
8hyenas URG. This is just a venting post. So I can stop thinking about it and move on. So I've been trying to do my tax return, but the stupid online one I used last year wants to charge me to give me a copy of my 2018 return so I can know my AGI. So of course I can't file this year's taxes without that number, and for some reason the IRS can't actually confirm my identity. I must have answered a question wrong, and they will be MAILING me a verification code. URG. I just want my tax return so I can buy some freaking groceries okay.
Yesterday I drove the 18 miles to the closest "grocery" store which is really a tribal gas station with the casino part replaced with groceries. It was $8 for a jar of mayo. I paid $6 for a bag of lettuce, and then came home and ate it. Otherwise I'm going to get scurvy, this lack of produce is destroying my will to live. I am a fruit based organism, well, fruit and protein shakes. Since I lost my beloved oatmeal to pesticides.
This whole money thing (like, capitalism) is killing me. For some freaking reason my student loan payment plan didn't go through? I got the confirmation email that they'd received all my info in early December, I got the letter from the IRS saying that they'd sent financials to the loan servicer. Then nothing. Until yesterday I got a bill for a $300 monthly payment. Ha. You jest. So that's going to be an absolute JOY to figure out tomorrow.
And I was listening to my coworker yesterday talking about how to start her social security and yet be able to stay in her full-time position and keep working. NO! RETIRE! THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO! FREAKING RETIRE. The other part-timer who works the opposite shifts from me (we cross over by one hour a few times a week) is working for... casino money. Like, she has full-retirement from having been a RN(LPN?) in a hospital and just works this job on the side to have some blow it money. Talk about some gd generational conflicts.
I know! I KNOW! I don't work full-time mostly by choice. When one of the full-time people do finally die (apparently retiring isn't going to happen) I probably won't take their job. Because, I know myself. I will be so bored that I'll quit after two years or so. I'll live in this house without running water, hauling buckets from the creek and doing laundry with rocks. And right now I actually make a good wage for the area. What I WANT IS THIS CENSUS JOB TO START. If I could just get some cash saved, get out of debt, and get my retirement acct back to something reasonable by abject poverty standards.
I swear I will slowly starve before I eat indian commodities again. They are poison and deliberate. Please send good green growing money vibes, because I am out of patience.
Yesterday I drove the 18 miles to the closest "grocery" store which is really a tribal gas station with the casino part replaced with groceries. It was $8 for a jar of mayo. I paid $6 for a bag of lettuce, and then came home and ate it. Otherwise I'm going to get scurvy, this lack of produce is destroying my will to live. I am a fruit based organism, well, fruit and protein shakes. Since I lost my beloved oatmeal to pesticides.
This whole money thing (like, capitalism) is killing me. For some freaking reason my student loan payment plan didn't go through? I got the confirmation email that they'd received all my info in early December, I got the letter from the IRS saying that they'd sent financials to the loan servicer. Then nothing. Until yesterday I got a bill for a $300 monthly payment. Ha. You jest. So that's going to be an absolute JOY to figure out tomorrow.
And I was listening to my coworker yesterday talking about how to start her social security and yet be able to stay in her full-time position and keep working. NO! RETIRE! THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO! FREAKING RETIRE. The other part-timer who works the opposite shifts from me (we cross over by one hour a few times a week) is working for... casino money. Like, she has full-retirement from having been a RN(LPN?) in a hospital and just works this job on the side to have some blow it money. Talk about some gd generational conflicts.
I know! I KNOW! I don't work full-time mostly by choice. When one of the full-time people do finally die (apparently retiring isn't going to happen) I probably won't take their job. Because, I know myself. I will be so bored that I'll quit after two years or so. I'll live in this house without running water, hauling buckets from the creek and doing laundry with rocks. And right now I actually make a good wage for the area. What I WANT IS THIS CENSUS JOB TO START. If I could just get some cash saved, get out of debt, and get my retirement acct back to something reasonable by abject poverty standards.
I swear I will slowly starve before I eat indian commodities again. They are poison and deliberate. Please send good green growing money vibes, because I am out of patience.
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Date: 2020-02-02 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-02-03 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-02-03 04:53 pm (UTC)thanks, i think i will. it's more to do with my mindset. and much much more to do with a single trip to walmart to buy groceries. once there's a house full of groceries i feel untouchable. i'm a simple animal.
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Date: 2020-02-04 05:43 pm (UTC)