I'm in a really low time right now.

I decided to call out two days in a row because I'm not sleeping well. Have due to stress and being in a new room and half the cat waking us up middle of the night.
I keep thinking it's cheaper to live and work in Washington but to get there I need about 3 grand. Technically I've been given that by a friend but going through paypal it loses about 12%. She just sent me another thousand which turned into $997 and change. We're trying not to use that but can't afford to do anything as far as a room is concerned.
We're in Bay Park right now at a Best Western. Quieter, safer but the room had been closed up since they cleaned the carpet who knows how long ago and it smelled mildewy and was damp. Had to tell the front desk the air conditioner smelled and spit dirt balls when we turned it on.
I bought two of the moisture/odor absorbing things and it's helped with the humidity and smell. Opening the window helped as well but it only opens about three inches permanently for security as we are on the ground floor.
We applied but didn't a place that was near where Amber lives. Three people were ahead of us and it was first come first serve. They have our application at least.
There are places for rent in Washington that we can afford, if they didn't require 2 1/2 times the rent in income. There are mobile homes for sale up there for less than 10k but we have no money for a down payment. So we're still stuck and this is where my depression kicks in. We aren't old enough to collect SS and until October we can't qualify for 62+ apartments. Just like when I was homeless with the kids, making enough to not qualify for anything and had a car so can't be considered homeless.
Jon finally got his unemployment but not the added 600 because his claim predates that mandate and his job loss was not due to the virus. So it's only about $295 I think. It's something though and thankful for that, even though most places don't use unemployment as income.
This is one of those situations where I want someone to call or send me an email saying, 'Hey here's 10k, go get that home and settle in. There will be a job waiting for you when you're ready.'
I took a chance and donated $50 to Omaze for a chance at a tiny home with upgrades. Yeah, tiny but it would be something at least and from the picture it could be on wheels to go park it somewhere on a lot.

On Friday I was feeling exhausted and we had run out of paper bowls for Rocky's food. Jon texts me saying 'he's sprinkling salt and pepper on me, I am uneasy'. I get to our room and he's on the bed with masking tape holding his legs and arms together and a piece over his mouth. Rocky is on hte other bed looking innocent. I should have gotten a picture honestly. I pulled the tape off his mouth and he still acted like it was on there. He gave me a good laugh and helped my mood a little. I love that man and am eternally thankful he came into my life.
  He's convinced me to stay home again and it helps but without a place where I can go in another room and do stuff and he can watch tv in the front room, still feel stressed. Sorely tempted to put in for a full week off. But with the country on lockdown, what to do? Can only look at apartment rentals so long before you've eliminated all the possibilities.
I have some knitting, there's tv but not much interesting after a while.

Oh yeah and I used almost a full tank of gas in a week going from Escondido (north of work) to the apartment we had applied for, then to the new hotel room and back up to Escondido to the previous room. (I overlapped our stay so Jon and Rocky wouldn't be stuck in the car all day until I got off work).
I need to get a tune up for the car, possibly still replace the cat. converter and get new tires.  So there's that stress as well, $200 for the battery, $900 for the converter replacement, about 50 or more for a tune up. That's about how much I paid for the car in the first place.
Amber suggested looking into buying a motor home. I can't afford that either as my current credit score is under 500. She was saying the payments would likely be less than the cost of renting an apartment but she didn't realize there would be gas, 'slip' rental at a motor home park, gas for my other car, Jon doesn't drive so we'd have to hook up my current car to the motor home which means it would have to be a 14' monster to tow it. Love her to death but she didn't think through the details.

Anywho..Jon and Rocky are down for a nap, gong to noodle around and do more wishful shopping and maybe have a good cry.
Oh yeah and Happy Mother's Day to everyone. Fur moms as well.