I took this picture of Bub two years ago today as he was literally throwing dirt (and shade) at me.
Posts Tagged ‘life’
IRS, your ableism. It is really showing here now.
We continue not to have gotten our economic stimulus payment (“Corona check”), or… whatever people are calling it. The “non-filers”, or people who normally don’t have to file taxes, haven’t even been gotten to yet, and it is really showing. The fact that you can’t even call these people to inquire about the status of your payment, or even your eligibility (since the “Get My Payment” tool is not working as well as it should for most people) is appalling for something that should have begun to roll out without this many hitches in the middle of April. There are things that I had begun to plan to buy with that money that I can’t buy with that money until, well, I have it in my hand (or my bank account), and being far from the only one that has not received their stimulus payment or any word on when they might get it is even more appalling. But the IRS can continue to post about this on their Facebook and Twitter accounts, which makes the whole thing absurd.
This is all I keep getting right now, and it’s frustrating. I filled out the non-filer form on the tenth. Jesus Christ.
I went and started a whole conversation, go me.
When certain friends of mine found out that I was… needing to add to my self-defense arsenal (due to not having more than two things in it), they really began to make suggestions, and the whole thing took off. Now I have the bulletproof glass version of brass knuckles, which are surprisingly a lot more affordable and durable than their actual brass knuckle counterparts, which recently became legal to own in my state. I also have an actual machete, because several of my friends were… extremely excited about the idea of one of those given how I’ve been trained to defend myself. Every single new thing that I have now is completely legal to own in my state of residence, even though the laws that made them legal are surprisingly recent.
Naturally, I also keep them in places in my room where I can quickly access them, but not the kids. Duh…
I feel a bit like Stella at the moment, in a very peculiar way. Shame I couldn’t find a better picture though.