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Low income living – food pantries


My income is so low that I qualify for the local food pantries. I wish they let us pick what we want, but free food is good. What we don’t want or like we share with each other. We have a community table downstairs and everyone can give or take what they want from it. What is in my pantry containers that I don’t like I can almost replace with the things the others don’t like or want.

Not all food pantries are the same. Years ago where I used to live I went to the one for my area and had to stop. The food was all well past the expiration date and the cans were rusty and dented. I was afraid to eat the stuff. Thankfully I wasn’t that bad off that I needed that food to live on. It was a church and it surprised me that they would give that stuff out.

Not all areas have food pantries, but if you have them and are low income check them out. They check your income and identity. They used to just give out bags of food if you showed up. Things have changed.

I understand that soon we will be getting vouchers for fresh fruit and vegetables from a local farmer. This place is well-known for its produce. Hopefully my age will allow me to be eligible. My neighbor thinks so.

My cabinets are super tall and I can barely reach the lowest ones. I have to use a stool and only the first step to try and store this stuff. I am afraid of the second step.

Off to put the rest away.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

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Cooked first meal in the senior high rise


This morning I went to the food pantry. I qualify and this one at least the food is fresh, not outdated and not rusty and dented.

So for the first time I drug out the pots and pans and made spaghetti. Eventually I will get back to cooking my own sauce, but this one was unseasoned so I had to add seasonings to it and it was actually quite good. There is of course, left overs.

Next on my to do list is to see if I qualify at a decent rate for a single meal in the afternoon which would at least give me at least one complete meal especially since I hate cooking. It is based on income so it may or may not be worth it, but will wait to see what they say. One girl gets 5 meals a week for $30 a month. That is about $1.25 per complete meal with beverages and desserts I believe and I pay a dollar or more for a tiny frozen meal.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

Life in a senior high-rise continues


Life here is constantly changing and partly due to the loss of so much life on a constant basis. Your neighbors come and go constantly. Kind of unnerving at times. The quiet can get to me at times. No tv since I can’t afford cable. I do have Netflix which helps, but miss a lot of my old shows. At least I do have a stereo that takes tapes and DVD’s besides a radio tuner.

The only reason I am on here is that I have what they call a hot spot on my iPhone that comes with my unlimited (hah) data. Verizon is just as sucky and lies like the rest of them. Haven’t hit my limit yet where they will slow down my data.

Still trying to downsize. I have so much stuff and some still at dad’s. Need more room here first. Always said I was a hoarder and now it is coming back to bite me. I can’t ignore it here. There are inspections. Including fire inspections. No extension cords, surge protectors only. My biggest challenge is the flat surfaces and not putting things away, just putting them down. Oh and the daily haul of trash to the chute, this floor and the recycles all the way down to the lobby where the only laundry is. 4 washers and 4 dryers (for 100 apartments).

Working on my budget. Part envelope with cash and computer for all the auto-pay stuff, plus my drs are paid out of the account.

My pain is a  little better. Not gone, but not constant horrendous pain so that is an improvement.

I just cleaned everything out of my bathroom again for this so-called remodel. The guys came back and fixed their shoddy job sort of so this is probably for nothing and my daughter worked hard putting everything in a place. It is all in a storage tub now. I did take pictures as someone suggested to me to help me put it back.

So sorry I haven’t had time to read any blogs lately, well not many anyhow.

Later all!

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

Ahhh life in a high rise


The view around here, remember it is a senior high rise is wheelchairs, electric scooters, old lady shopping carts (that is what we called them but you need one here), and many types of walkers and canes.

The ambulance is here at least once daily most days and some days more. Not all come back.

Today I took a neighbor who needed a ride into town. It is sort of an unwritten rule that those that drive take those that can’t.We have one lady here who is 102. Don’t know if any older or not. I was the driver when my ex was in the Marines. All the wives were stuck without cars and I had ours at the time and then eventually we got another one since we were both working.

My pain is in remission today. I am so happy.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

Life in the Senior High Rise


My oldest daughter is working hard to get me situated. Being disabled is not easy. Today was rough and my body is aching something fierce. Pain pills not even touching it and because I have an epidural on Tuesday I get no arthritis medicine since it is an NSAID. That is not helping and my knee is still an issue.

I am broke now that I have to pay for rent and electric and 6th floor AC is expensive since it is so hot up here from the heat rising. I have gotten a few things I am eligible for and hoping for help with the electric bill. Applied on Tuesday.

Starting to adjust to living on my own, but it is different. I am not sleeping although not sure why. Whether it is being alone or what.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

Continuing Life in a Senior High Rise


The sirens are constant. The turnover is constant. Some just someone getting hurt and others are death.

Plus there are the ones moving out (usually against their will) because the family decides they can’t live on their own any longer.

I am still struggling with the alone part. I am waiting on my therapist to come back from a family emergency. They say she is here today. I am trying to get her to do Face Time as my leg can barely hold me up again and I am not able to climb their stairs and since the building is ancient there is no elevator, plus I need to go to the Office on Aging and get help applying for help with my electric bill. They have help for low income families. I have to get it done as soon as possible. I had to wait for the first electric bill. I i did get the cooling grant filled out. The website says I am too late and their office says there was an extension to the end of May and mailed me an application and I had the dr fill it out. I will be glad when all is set up.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

 

Life continues in the Senior High Rise


I am shy and quiet and tend to prefer being with people like me. I made one of my first friends (actually exchanged phone numbers and everything). Things started to change when I didn’t come to bingo every night they hold it. I am sorry I have a life, family, dr appointments etc. She is pulling away and that is fine. I prefer the other group I recently met and they are taking me under their wings.

I found myself drifting to the wilder ones and I am so much more happier with them. And tonight the quiet one started some kind of trouble with one of my new friends. Now I don’t know the whole story, but she said something obviously nasty to my newer friend. She did tell her that you don’t treat people that way. Wish I knew exactly what happened.

I have won some of the bingo games. One tonight he said he would add an extra dollar (we play small) if someone got the 4 corners in the first 4 calls. Just then I yelled “Bingo!” The first one to ever do that since they have been playing.

Still have a ton of stuff to put away. Daughter helped again plus my son-in-law put in a new brake light and my brakes are all new. Hopefully no more car maintenance until I can save some more up to pay for it. I have a very tight budget. Got my first electric bill.

I am in pain today. More so than usual and now I have a ton more boxes down so I can go through them. I have to get rid of this stuff.

The last couple of days have been cool and rainy and stormy. Tomorrow is supposed to be hot so will be turning the air back on. Being on the 6th floor might be great in the winter, but tremendously hot in the summer and we pay our own air conditioner whereas they pay the heat and hot water.

Tessa – advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (this blog contains my old work), new work is on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com