Ratty and Torn
Planning on working on the bleached bones piece this afternoon just as soon as I put out the latest fire, namely raising funds on the Paypal Maginot Line for the thirty bucks I still owe on the past due internet bill as well as cash needed for a few new pairs of diabetic socks — no, I am not diabetic, but loose and soft socks for diabetics easily slip over my feet which are plagued by thick plaque psoriasis and deformed by psoriatic arthritis — and a few grocery and sundry items. The last e-mail newsletter to subscribers trying to generate a healthy amount on the tote board did not get very far; but, of course, money is tight for most folks this time of year, which is why food banks see a significant uptick in help requests during the holidays.
I also need funds to get over to the Salvation Army Store in Glendale and purchase a new/used pair of pants. Ever since I began detoxing from oxycodone addiction, diarrhea has been a daily fact of life (also caused by stomach sensitivity to the RX pain meds the doc replaced the oxy with) and I have lost so much weight my current two pairs of ratty and torn Levi’s no longer fit.