Posts Tagged ‘benefits’

The financial (and environmental!) blessings of looming unemployment.

March 15, 2011

It’s not all bad. We are making changes and doing things the way we probably should have been doing them all along. Things we will continue even when TMD secures a new job. Small, simple changes that are more friendly on the pocket…and the earth.

1. No more paper towel/kitchen roll. We have a jillion washcloths. Blue ones are now kept folded in the bathroom for bathroom cleaning – stuff I do every morning (!). Washing shower walls, the sink, the toilet, etc. A bigger tub of all the other colours is kept in the kitchen – wiping the table after meals, counters, doing dishes, cleaning appliances, and anything else.

The only time I use disposable products is when wiping moisture and gunk from the bottom of the windows, as I want to get rid of that and not spread it around.

2. Cloth nappies! The babies are both in cloth nappies for the first time this morning…and I keep hearing the opening lines to ‘big booty bitches’ in my head. Every time we use a cloth nappy we save .15. We get through a lot of nappies and have no doubt spent thousands on disposables since they were born.

We got these nappies for free from freecycle (score!!) so even bigger savings. They are very preloved and some may just need to be pitched. We also discovered that roughly half the nappies are too small, so we’ll pass those on to another local family interested in cloth.

3. My mooncup. I’ve been meaning to write a post (or two or three) about the wonders of reuseable menstrual cups. I LOVE IT. It costs about the same as 6 months worth of disposable products, but should last for years and years. (I will write more about cups in another post. Look forward to it!) And shout out to @violetsouffle for this wonder in my life.

4. Pulling our fingers out and applying for money we are entitled to. Again, we have lost thousands and thousands in unclaimed money since the birth of the babies. Yesterday we sent off for our tax credits. Today I started applying for disability benefits. Even were she to find the perfect job tomorrow, these are still things we are entitled to!

I’m now considering making (or buying cheap ones on ebay!) fleece wipes. What other things could we be thinking about? Small, easy changes that will make a big difference over a month, year, or lifetime?

Venting. It’s not just for heating systems.

March 9, 2011

Just a quick vent. I need to get it out, but by no means do you need to read it. But I’ve spent today feeling like I’m loosely held together by tape, and the tape is losing its stickiness. Part of it is my period, but most of it’s this job. Kinda like drinking – you might fancy someone, but once you’re drunk? Kiss city.

We have a ‘helper’ come over once a week. She’s from a charity who helps support families – we got her because of my disability and the fact that I have multiples. She’s the reason we started being able to get out of the house. Her manager just popped over unexpectedly – she had me in her diary as an appointment, I did not.

We spent much of the time talking about applying for benefits/welfare.  Now, we have been entitled to benefits for the children since birth – and disability benefits for me could have been applied for, too. We never bothered with either. Now it seems like something definitely worth doing, and we actually got one of the forms, but TMD is having trouble working it out.

After the lady left, I started crying in the kitchen.

I texted TMD to ask her to leave work 30 minutes early – and let’s face it, what does she owe them at this point? While waiting for her reply, I noticed a text from Aussie. A picker upper text. A really nice text.

As is my wont, I burst into tears and felt sad and angry. Nice things often make me more in touch with my sad place than other sorts of things. I value her support. I value your support. Knowing people are thinking of us is nice.

But when – tell me when – I became someone who needed help applying for benefits? When did I become someone who needed benefits?

And what happens if we don’t have enough money for me to continue Bowen Therapy?? For the first time in years I am feeling a bit better, and the thing that is helping me recover is going to be stopped?!

I’m crying now. I feel out of control. If I was still working, we’d still have my income. As it stands, I’m limited in terms of what I can help control. So I am cleaning; I’m making sure dinner is ready for TMD and all the dishes are done so she has the evenings to do job stuff. Job Stuff. Job. Stuff.

And I am largely holding it together.

But today, I’m not.