Letters from Sanford Street # 493

So.

Here is an update. 

and I'm not sure how much of this I've put in other posts.

So. 

Basically, I'm back in Arlington after a catastrophic trip to New Orleans, and the thing about this trip was, I basically didn't stay in New Orleans for very long. I didn't find too much interesting about New Orleans, and I honestly couldn't find a hotel room that was cheap enough for me to stay in, or cheap enough for me to want to pay, anyway, I didn't stay on New Orleans for more than a few hours.

The funny thing was that, nearly every hotel I came across was booked up, at least on the interstate highway. I blew my clutch, I ended up stuck in a small town in Louisiana called Jennings, between Lafayette and Lake Charles. I really don't imagine that Lafayette and Lake Charles are in any way more notable than Jennings, but they look bigger on the map.

So. I was stuck in Jennings Louisiana, and for a while I thought about fixing this whole thing myself.

Eventually I figured that I would rent a U-Haul truck and tow my car back to Arlington on my own, and once back in Arlington, figure out what to do next.

I made it back to Arlington, and, about a mile and a half away from my apartment, the tire on the towing dolly blew out, I hesitated for a while because I didn't want to pay any more money on towing, especially after paying a towing fee to get my car to Jennings, and then rent the U-Haul for the express purpose of towing my car, anyway, I read my U-Haul rental contract, and, it seemed that Roadside assistance was included in my rental rate, so I contacted U-Haul's roadside assistance, and they sent a mechanic to fix the towing dolly.

I made it home, but I couldn't find anywhere to park, so I went to the hotel right next to my apartment complex to see if they would let me park my car there for a fee, and they said no, that the parking lot was only for people who were renting rooms there. So I said fuck it, and rented a room. I was honestly so fucking tired at that point that I didn't know what else to do. Fuck. Anyway.

What else? I requested a leave of absence from my position at Amazon.

The U-Haul was dropped off, and my car is at the service center at one of the Mitsubishi dealerships in the area.

I would like to get back to work at Amazon as soon as I possibly can, but, without my car, I'm not sure if that's possible, I'm not sure how the bus system works in this area, and I'm not even sure if there is a bus system within walking distance of my residence, for the year and a half or two years that I've been here, I haven't seen a bus near my apartment, and I don't think I've ever even seen a bus stop. I know that there is a bus stop near my work, but I'm not sure if that. I'm not sure if that bus is a metro transit bus, or if it is an airport shuttle bus, or what the deal is.

I requested a leave of absence of about a month and a half, and I'm hoping that I don't need that much time off, but maybe that much time off would be good for me, however, I inadvertently started a job at a janitorial company. During my bar and restaurant hopping over these past few days, a couple of guys at the bar. I accepted, and I worked with them today at the stadium. At the time, I was in two minds about accepting a job, on the one hand, I'm not working, and, I'm potentially in a financial pickle, and, whatever kind of work that pays will soften the blow of this whole Louisiana Catastrophe, on the other hand, I thought that it would make sense not to work, to sort of get my head straight about everything in life that has been bothering my lately, and just maybe, use the money I already have to sort all these issues out.

One thing about working at the janitorial company, at least for the time being, is that the guys I work with are my neighbors, so I'm able to hitch a ride with them to the stadium, I have almost no way of getting to my job at Amazon until my car is fixed.

This Louisiana Catastrophe is going to take a while for me to recover from, financially. I don't know what to do.

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Just thinking about everything this causing my stress to increase.

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Truth is. I'm having a hard time.

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