Hard Times...

So my roommate and I are having a really tough time getting caught up financially.  It seems that whenever we finally have a break, something else goes wrong.  So the average reader might think, 'that's a bit vague for my taste', so let me start from the beginning.

Imagine we're in August of 2012.  Everything is bright and shiny and hot as hell, living in a midwestern state.  My boyfriend of three years and I just recently got back together after he decided to take a break. No big deal, I thought.  Things were great between he and I.  Classes started and they were going great..... well, until I came home one day after classes to an empty apartment.  Apparently my boyfriend (well, ex-boyfriend, after I managed to get a hold of him to find out what happened) had packed all of his belongings, loaded them up into his truck, and left.  He decided that he couldn't live with me anymore and even though he loved me still, he had to leave because he felt he was going nowhere in life.  Well, obviously, he was moving back to Texas... so that was going somewhere.

Needless to say, I panicked.  What the hell am I going to do?!  I am in classes full time, my ex was the one working all of the time, because lord knows my hours at my job don't pay the bills.  I freaked.  Fortunately, I knew a good friend of mine for a very long time, was looking for a place to move into that was closer to campus and to his jobs.  This'll be great!  I thought... he's working all of the time, and has tons of jobs, so it'll help me to catch up!  Fantastic.  Well, part of the struggle of being a freelance composer/writer/lessons instructor, is that you're wholly dependent upon people paying you, and paying you on time.  So far, that hasn't been going very well.  His lessons students 'forget' or postpone payments, while his composing gigs are 'behind on other bills' so he'll just 'have to wait' to get his money.

*sigh*

I've already used up all of my savings to pay bills, and my main job hasn't had any contracted gigs in weeks.  Here it is, month three since my roommate moved in, and we're still not caught up.  To add to everything else, my car died, and until my roommate can pay his part of the rent, I can't fix my car... so I have to take public transit everywhere, which limits my already limited schedule... or get rides from people, which can be inconvenient.  I absolutely despise depending upon other people to get to where I need to be.  Rent is a daunting one week away, and I'm still scratching my head as to how I'm going to manage to pay that to ensure I have a roof over my head next week.  I've even applied to lord knows how many other jobs, and pleaded with my peers for a taste at some lessons students or substitute teaching... ANYthing to help.  Heck, at this point, I'd babysit, do laundry, or dishes for extra pocket cash.

I'm sincerely at a loss.  Prayers seem overabundant and yet it feels as though no progress has been made.

I swear...  It seems like neither one of us can catch a break.