Later to bed, thus awake, than hoped.

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I simply don't have a lot of control.  Stress messes with things and that compounds.  Still, I am up early enough, probably, to call the office and find out about the check.  I just need to wake up a bit more.  There is nothing like talking to a bureaucrat who doesn't give a rats ass, and employs any number of passive aggressive tactics when talking to one of use peasants so as to avoid actually doing their damned job.  Most of them seem to think their whole point of life is to such as much off tax payer, per person and unit than to actually do what they were hired to do.  They see us as their enemies, and treat us like it.

It rained for a bout a day?  Then snowed.  I... will have to hope that isn't a sheet of ice out there, and will have to clear it either way before I can go anywhere.  One more problem.  And?  The world is problems looking for solutions.  Never one solution, never one problem.  I'll see what I can get done when I can do something.  As I have suggested, I can limp by, without that check, barely.  I've had worse, like living on that alone for the first five years.  Later.