My Name is Lea, and I'm an Idiot.

(aka In the Battle of Wall vs Head, the Wall is Winning!)

September 4, 2010 - 13:47

     Things are once again moving quickly. Maybe a bit too much, in a way. I finally got my income tax. It was less than I was expecting, and I was at a loss as to what to do with it. I really needed it for a series of things and it wasn't going to cover it all. It wouldn't even cover the cost of getting my things here. I came up with the best alternative and put the call out ... and got static. Pity.

     On the other hand, I came up with another plan. I would try to get a loan/line of credit. When I went off-island to get to the bank with my pay cheques, I went in and asked about loans. All well and good, but I have no collateral. I don't own anything. I need a co-signer. My parents are not an option, and I can't ask my brother because they don't want a co-signer from out of province. This leaves me with the most difficult quest ever. I need to ask a friend here on the island to co-sign.

     I dislike asking for money. Ask anybody. Even the band members here have figured that out and will step up with an offer of food or cash when we do gigs out and about. But that's part of the island friendship that I've fallen into. Nobody is keeping score here. Asking somebody to be my back up for a few grand? That's gonna be a whole new kettle of fish. Still, I'll try. I have nothing to lose ... except everything I own. So ... with the loan in mind, I did what I felt was the wisest course ... I spent the income tax return. I paid off a few debts, including my long cancelled VISA card. I caught up on my bills and ... made the idiot move of coming up short for rent. *sigh* Didn't leave me with a good starting point for re-negotiating rent, but I did my best.

     As you may have noticed in my last update, my Dad had finally made the Heart Transplant List. Well, he got it this week. Today is Day 5 and he's still in critical, but stable, condition. There was a bit of a problem with the right side of his new heart, but that's been dealt with, and they have closed him up and taken him off the bypass machine. Surgeon told us that his old heart was the worst heart he's ever seen. Let's hope he takes better care of the new one. Please light candles and send positive thoughts ... not just for my Dad, but for the donor, and the donor's family, as well.

     I am trying to come home for a bit of visiting and some PartyLite parties as well. It's going to be tough, and will mainly depend on how much the bus ticket will cost. I will do my best to get home, but things are looking a bit grim. Still, I am going to try. There's always hope, right? Everlasting, and all that?

Sweet Dreams!

The only time you run out of chances ... is when you stop taking them.