WIC is the shit

The job story… I have delayed writing this post, mostly because it pisses me off. Some weeks ago I was laid off. Unexpectedly to everyone, well except my supervisor who has been plotting. I came in to work as usual and the day was going well until he called me in to his office, with the office manager. Great, I thought. What is going on now.

He bluntly stated that I had been great but the investors wanted to go a different way with the website and hire an outside contractor, once the site I was working on with a developer is done. Basically, they did not want to pay me anymore. So off I went. Bye bye.

Just like that. Exactly one week after I told him I was pregnant, I was out. Coincidence? Maybe. But I still wish I hadn’t said anything. All in all it is going to suck, mostly for them. Yeah, they don’t have to pay my mediocre salary, but all the direction on the new web page is gone, because guess who was in charge of layout/design/etc? yup, moi. Sucks because I wanted to finish it so I could have something for my portfolio, but I guess duties on a resume works too.

The bad news about not having a job anymore is that I no longer get paid and am now poor again. The good in the bad is that we qualify for WIC. So I went in to the office today and got signed up and have this months checks in hand. Thank you WIC, for making my life easier. One less thing to stress about when I know I’ll at least have nutrition for the baby bean.

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Unfortunately, Money is what I Need

9. What do you need most right now?

Sad to say: Money. 

After graduation and moving to a new state (June), we’ve been struggling. Not so much it affects us on a bigger level, but it does create anxiety and frustration at times. This is all new to me. I have never been poor before. Not like this.

With a full scholarship to college you don’t have to think about finances. With a graduate assistantship in grad school you are pretty much set (outside of the school bills, but hey, what are the loans for…?).

Struggling on the job front. Door-to-door sales for a while, which made me enough money to survive. At least $300 a week- until ¬†they exhausted the area, didn’t sign any new clients and went up and left to Kansas. Searched some more, but apparently you need to have 5 years of experience to make a sandwich. Took an internship (unpaid) to get some experience. Turned into a part-time job. But $200 a week doesn’t cut it. Not when you have $900 rent, house bills upping $200, phone bill, car payment a $400 and then some more hospital bills from my first miscarriage. Yeah, apparently my insurance didn’t cover as much as the doctors made us think. Well, thanks…. I would have not chose a d&c and tried the abortion pill instead, if I had known $1200 bills would follow me 7 months and another miscarriage later.

So let’s count on it, just for fun. I bring home $800, hubby about $1000 a month. So $1,800. After rent/house/car is deducted we have $300 left. That needs to go to hospital bills, and food. As of today I have no money for the next 3 weeks, and I need to come up with another $100 before Christmas... Yup, no gifts from us this year.

If it wasn’t for WIC, there would be at least 2 weeks of the month we would not have money to eat. Even though I am not currently pregnant they let women stay on for 6 months after miscarriage. Life-savers.

Going through this, being semi-poor, is bringing us together. We are going through it and conquering it, together. Not losing spirit and arguments over money. Instead, sticking together, leaning on each other. We have love and each other. Really, if we skipped the house we could survive on a whole lot less.

Hopefully a full-time positions is awaiting me come January. Hopefully we can get a loan so we can purchase a 5th wheel and get out of this house. Hopefully no one will be mad over not getting a gift for Christmas.