I may hafta sell my bass and amp. 
I'm pretty heart broken about it. Long story short, I quit my job because I had money saved up to provide some relief until I could find a part-time job because my work schedule went from 40 hours to 60 in a hurry and was cutting into the time that I not only want to, but legally have to spend with my kid. I wasn't getting any sleep, because I was constantly trying to find time to spend with her and it was a 3rd shift job, and I ended up getting some bleeding ulcers, my hair started falling out, etc, etc.. on top of the fact that certain aspects of my job affected my PTSD and I was having serious break-downs at work.
So,.. I quit. Well, my boyfriend makes good money and him and I were renting a bedroom from his mom to try to save up for a house so my kid could have her own room, and to also help out his mom with her bills. We were paying $300 a month for one room.
When I quit, my boyfriend was off running some errands and had the car so I called her to get me. It wasn't exactly a planned thing, but I had another break-down at work and my boss was yelling at me, and I panicked. I know.. I messed up. Stupid move.
Anyway, she picks me up an hour later and goes on to tell me how I'm not good enough for her son and how I'm not welcome in her house because I quit and she doesn't even give me a chance to get my stuff and drops me off at my moms'.
The most messed up part of this is that we spent a lot of our taxes to fix up her dog, because she couldn't afford the vet bills and was very attached to it... so we didn't have a lot left. Then the car startd having issues and we had to fix that..
Ended up spending what I had left on a hotel for a few nights because my mom didn't have room and I had nowhere to go.
Annyyyway.... A friend of mine is the hiring manager at a fast food joint and says for me to stop by tomorrow and I'll have a job, but in the mean-time I'm pretty much couch hopping and I gotta find a place ASAP... so, I'm probably going to have to sell my bass and amp, because though my boyfriend makes good money, he got sent home twice from work for machines breaking down this week and they're scheduling more maintenence and we're strapped for cash. I'm heart-broken and sick of all of this. I try to help people out, and this seems to be what happens.. Isn't doing anything for my health, either. I've been sick as a dog.
Okay, so this wasn't really a short sory, but I'm considerably upset about all of this. I tried to do the right thing here. I saved money, I researched places, had it all planned out and then this happens..
I'm pretty heart broken about it. Long story short, I quit my job because I had money saved up to provide some relief until I could find a part-time job because my work schedule went from 40 hours to 60 in a hurry and was cutting into the time that I not only want to, but legally have to spend with my kid. I wasn't getting any sleep, because I was constantly trying to find time to spend with her and it was a 3rd shift job, and I ended up getting some bleeding ulcers, my hair started falling out, etc, etc.. on top of the fact that certain aspects of my job affected my PTSD and I was having serious break-downs at work. So,.. I quit. Well, my boyfriend makes good money and him and I were renting a bedroom from his mom to try to save up for a house so my kid could have her own room, and to also help out his mom with her bills. We were paying $300 a month for one room.
When I quit, my boyfriend was off running some errands and had the car so I called her to get me. It wasn't exactly a planned thing, but I had another break-down at work and my boss was yelling at me, and I panicked. I know.. I messed up. Stupid move.
Anyway, she picks me up an hour later and goes on to tell me how I'm not good enough for her son and how I'm not welcome in her house because I quit and she doesn't even give me a chance to get my stuff and drops me off at my moms'.
The most messed up part of this is that we spent a lot of our taxes to fix up her dog, because she couldn't afford the vet bills and was very attached to it... so we didn't have a lot left. Then the car startd having issues and we had to fix that..
Ended up spending what I had left on a hotel for a few nights because my mom didn't have room and I had nowhere to go.
Annyyyway.... A friend of mine is the hiring manager at a fast food joint and says for me to stop by tomorrow and I'll have a job, but in the mean-time I'm pretty much couch hopping and I gotta find a place ASAP... so, I'm probably going to have to sell my bass and amp, because though my boyfriend makes good money, he got sent home twice from work for machines breaking down this week and they're scheduling more maintenence and we're strapped for cash. I'm heart-broken and sick of all of this. I try to help people out, and this seems to be what happens.. Isn't doing anything for my health, either. I've been sick as a dog.
Okay, so this wasn't really a short sory, but I'm considerably upset about all of this. I tried to do the right thing here. I saved money, I researched places, had it all planned out and then this happens..
It's my first and only bass, and only my second amp.. and I'll miss them horribly, but as I said, I'll do what needs to be done to look after myself and my own. 
