The Forced Retreat
Punisher Andrew War Journal, Entry 5:
I’ve talked to some folks about this situation already. But for anyone who hasn’t heard - I am going to be moving north soon. The facts are that I was just scraping by even before I was laid off. I still had debts to patient pay to people. But I ended up spending money to repair my car for inspection as well as extra expenses for my father’s funeral. I was trying to save up some money even before I was laid-off and my meager unemployment payments are just not enough to live on. Turns out that by an instance of poor timing I am being given payment based on my time as a waiter, not as a production assistant in a design studio. So Christine has graciously offered to allow me to move into her place. Mind you, the plan was to co-habituate eventually anyway. I was hoping that we’d find a place just for the two us, but this will have to do. I’ve explored all the other options I could think of, and this is the only one that will allow me something of a safety net so I can begin looking for another career option. And I do mean ‘career’. I’m tired of just working jobs my whole life; I want to find a place to belong. I thought I had - but this is a tough time for everyone. So sometime soon (not sure exactly when yet) I am going to be cashing in on all those moving credits I’ve accumulated over the years.
And let me just say that while I am greatly discouraged by the circumstances that set this course in motion, at least I will have the hunnie-muffin to look after me and make sure I come in out of the rain. Her patience and acceptance can never be adequately measured or repaid. I am simply unworthy.
As a side note - when the time comes when you have to once again reorganize your life under less than ideal circumstances never ever start going through old boxes of pictures, photographs, ticket stubs, cards and letters from lifetimes gone by. Following the twisted timeline of your existence on this lovely blue planet as it leads up to your most recent ‘bump in the road’ is ultimately unhelpful at best.
P.S. - If I have something of yours (a book, a cd, a movie) now is the time to collect it...
I’ve talked to some folks about this situation already. But for anyone who hasn’t heard - I am going to be moving north soon. The facts are that I was just scraping by even before I was laid off. I still had debts to patient pay to people. But I ended up spending money to repair my car for inspection as well as extra expenses for my father’s funeral. I was trying to save up some money even before I was laid-off and my meager unemployment payments are just not enough to live on. Turns out that by an instance of poor timing I am being given payment based on my time as a waiter, not as a production assistant in a design studio. So Christine has graciously offered to allow me to move into her place. Mind you, the plan was to co-habituate eventually anyway. I was hoping that we’d find a place just for the two us, but this will have to do. I’ve explored all the other options I could think of, and this is the only one that will allow me something of a safety net so I can begin looking for another career option. And I do mean ‘career’. I’m tired of just working jobs my whole life; I want to find a place to belong. I thought I had - but this is a tough time for everyone. So sometime soon (not sure exactly when yet) I am going to be cashing in on all those moving credits I’ve accumulated over the years.
And let me just say that while I am greatly discouraged by the circumstances that set this course in motion, at least I will have the hunnie-muffin to look after me and make sure I come in out of the rain. Her patience and acceptance can never be adequately measured or repaid. I am simply unworthy.
As a side note - when the time comes when you have to once again reorganize your life under less than ideal circumstances never ever start going through old boxes of pictures, photographs, ticket stubs, cards and letters from lifetimes gone by. Following the twisted timeline of your existence on this lovely blue planet as it leads up to your most recent ‘bump in the road’ is ultimately unhelpful at best.
P.S. - If I have something of yours (a book, a cd, a movie) now is the time to collect it...