It's December, almost Christmas. I'm still broke, worse than I can ever remember. The kids will not be having a big Christmas this year. The hits just keep on coming.
I have not had my reconstruction surgery yet. I owe the hospital money that I cannot pay. I think they would probably let me have the surgery, insurance covers the majority, but that would be another bill on top of the ones that I can't pay.
Aly is home. She came home Halloween week. It's been rocky, but she has remained clean and that is a blessing. The only problems are stemming from her lack of interest in getting a job. I cannot for the life of me figure out why she refuses to work. She would rather sleep all day, play on the computer all night and beg for money for shampoo and cigarettes. Well, I guess not really cigarettes. We went to Kentucky for Thanksgiving and my mother bought her a cigarette rolling machine and about 30 pounds of tobacco. I hate it. I told her not to do it, but she did it anyway. Now Aly does not want for cigarettes and it is just another reason she can avoid getting a job. At some point though, the stuff has to run out. Then it's going to be a battle again.
Mathew was discharged from the Navy. He got an apartment in Chicago and is going to go to school there when his GI bill kicks in.
Alex got a job at Dunkin Donuts. At least one of the three works. Ironic that it's the 17 year old still in high school.
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