Lilith's Bad Day

Today I am very tired...
I didn't sleep very well at all. I didn't sleep at all. I waited all morning for a skirt I was waiting to be delivered (sexy black PVC affair, will be good for certain events).

I knew I had to go out, which is why I was more than a little annoyed that my make up efforts still made me look like I'd just crawled out of a hole in the ground. It wouldn't have looked odd if I'd have started trying to nom people's heads, no word of a lie...

I know I've got to go anyway, so I take the bad days along with the good and accept I'm not going to look a million dollars everyday.

So off I trundle, cheering myself up with the thought that there are a couple of charity shops en route that I could cheer myself up at.

Everything is going well; I feel like crap, sure, but there is a plan, and it's being followed. The world at large doesn't care that my face looks like it's been bought in a pound store.

Walk up to the cash machine, slide in the card, press the buttons: Nil. It gives me my card and a little slip that might as well of said “Screw you!”

I'm left reeling, but purposefully stride back to base. I have some annoyed phone calls to make.

My last sick note had not reached them, they were not giving me any money.

After spending more than an hour trying to reach the crisis loan people, because I would probably starve in the time it took to get the whole mess sorted out, I got a phone call back from the benefits people... “Sorry, can't find the note.”

I start to accept that I'm going hungry, when a tiny ray of light starts to shine. They're going to call the doctors to confirm my medical history.

I have to call ahead though and give the doctors permission to tell the benefit people. Cue up another thirty minutes of aggravated waiting... I've long since started stabbing an empty milk bottle with a couple of knives to relieve the annoyance; it was either that or cry.

I get through to the doctors, there's a couple more calls and the whole mess is sorted out... I'll be getting my money after all now.

Crisis averted, nothing to see here, move along...

(PS. To all that have said nice things about my new photo's: *mwah*! love you all!)