After a couple of financially very dicey weeks, in today’s mail I got:
[ul]
[li]A check in a significant amount for some freelance work I did in March (belated) – topped off with another significant amount for work I did in April, which I wasn’t expecting to be paid for till mid May[/li][li]A notice from unemployment that my benefits – the extension of which I had just exhausted – are, indeed, being extended for another 13 weeks[/li][li]A letter from the gas company that wasn’t about the fact that they want me to pay my bill[/li][/ul]
Oh, and Gilmore Girls, Season 3, Disk 4 – but I was expecting that.
Life. Is. Good.
Or at least significantly less sucky than it was before the mail came.
Hey! Can’t ever argue with getting paid. I did some work last week that I won’t get paid for until May 20, and will do some more in about four weeks that will take an additional five weeks to get the check for.
Yeah – my other regular gig pays me when they’re damn good and ready – sometimes more than 3 months after I do the work. Since I don’t expect that money, though, it always feels like free money when it does show up.
Heh.
Yeah, I definitely am – despite (because?) periodically exclaiming out loud, “Lorelei, shut the fuck up.”
Thanks for your wishes all – glad to have some good news to report after bitching about my travails the other day.
(digression) I personally prefer to praise the FSM, who is certainly a lot tastier when it comes to the whole “This is my body, come and eat of it” part.
twicks, I’ve been trying to keep up with the job seekers thread to find out what happened w/ you and the magazine position. Tell me, please, or provide linky!
