It isn't really the case that much has happened. I did move from Michigan to Florida at the tail end of 2013, spending all of 2014 thus far sleeping on the floor again, spending an inordinate time on busses, and not realizing that time is going by because the weather goes unchanged for months in South Florida.
It's near the end of March, and it's a little terrifying how very little I've been managing to do. They schedule me to work forty hours, which makes me want to cry, not only because it consumes my life, but also because even then I have no money. Ever. And I got a raise when I moved here. Any additional money I'm making now goes to rent and bus passes.
I added up my bills and such, and seven hundred of what I make goes to bills. Before rent. Next February, I will have my loan completely paid off, and then I fully intend to get another loan, pay off the credit cards (again) and maintain a balance on them of no more than I could pay off all at once. No more, "oh sure, friend/family member, I can swing that." No you can't, past self. You couldn't swing it. I still can't swing it.
Make more than ever before; have less than ever. Ha. Especially since our stuff from Michigan hasn't made it here. Hence my sleeping on the floor and my roommates sleeping on the sectional they bought from the bomb-ass Salvation Army across the street. We're working on getting the rest of our stuff, methinks, soon.
Also, the man in front of me on the bus is wearing Real 3D glasses and showing fellow in-transitors a newspaper article about a play about Martin Luther King Jr. that he may think is actually about MLK Jr. I have no way of knowing.
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