Yucky day

Season 4 can hit Netflix any day now.

UPDATE:  Brandi informed me that it was Lincoln’s birthday.  Didn’t they consolidate all those into President’s Day, later in the month?  Apparently SLO County seems to be the only one observing this as I asked friends across the nation if their schools, banks, offices, etc. were closed and they all said no.

Is today some sort of holiday completely unbeknownst to me?  Early this morning I began making my calls to the Atascadero Department of Social Services.  I thought they opened at 8 am, yet nobody answered after making several calls.  So I waited an hour to no avail.  The strangest thing was that the usual automated recording wasn’t playing.  After it rang enough there was a busy signal as opposed to the usual voicemail.  Despite the fact that this is a number I call frequently I checked online just to make sure it changed.  It hadn’t.  I attempted to call from my land line to make sure it wasn’t a cell problem.  It wasn’t.  As a last resort I even called my mom and gave her the number and she got the busy tone as well.

Starting to get irritated, I called the Paso Robles office.  The exact same thing happened.  It happened again when I called in San Luis Obispo.  And again in Arroyo Grande and Nipomo.  Surely things would be different after my morning nap!  Wishful thinking– come 3pm I’ve finally give up on speaking with a live person, decided to jump through a lot of internet hoops to find a fax number, and sent off a handwritten message via fax to my social worker.  Nobody was available to take me there until after 5 or I would have just showed up….but regardless.  My materials got sent.

Depression, stress, and frustration is really taking a toll on me.  Don’t get too excited– I’m still competent and functional!– but I’m more ready to meet my daughter.  The combination of excess time on my hands [which means I’m constantly researching legal stuff] and trying to determine what hospitals in the area other than Twin Cities will take me [apparently none] is overwhelming.  I can’t wait for today to be over.  Tomorrow’s a new day.

8 days until Tatum’s arrival.  ❤

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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