Adulting 101

Of course, as soon as we arrived back in Abq, we went right to work.

After the house burned down, it proved difficult to do anything with nothing. Being back in familiar territory, the closest thing I have to a home, with the help of Gabe's mother I finally started getting my life back together.

Quick story:
In order to work online, transcribing, I needed my bank card (which burned with the house) but I needed ID to do so. We drove round and round that day trying to reclaim my identity.
We stopped by the mvd express and they were charging $50 for a new ID, we said "Whoa, screw that!" and went to the normal mvd where the LOLs commenced...
15 mins of waiting and my number was called. The lady at the window seemed quite crotchety and rude...
Me: I need a new ID, my other one is...misplaced. *smile*
Lady: Well, how are you gonna prove who you are?! If you don't have any proof, how am I supposed to know that you are who you are?!
Me:...I know my social by heart?
Lady: *throws pen and sticky note* Write it down. *glares down at me*
Me: *writes down numbers* Is it ok that I have a different address as my original ID?
Lady: *Widens eyes* THAT'S FINE, WHAT IS IT?!
Me: *Looks at Gabe*
Gabe: (fake address, cuz y'all are creepers) 223 Taurus Drive.
Lady: SPELL IT!
Gabe: T-A-U-R-U-S! It's not that hard to fucking spell!
Lady:...ok. Wow, you look very different from your original photo...come over here and we'll take your new picture for your temp.
Me: Uh, what? Right now?!
Lady: Yeah.
*walk over to camera*
Lady: Look right here and take your glasses off.
Me: *Looks at camera*
*FLASH*
Lady: Whoa, you don't even look like that same person!

When she hands me my temp, I almost cried!

My original photo looked like a young, vibrant woman with little to no worries. This picture depicts how I've been feeling for the past 3 months. It scares me.
I look hard and worn. I LOOK like I watched all my life burn down before my eyes LOL. I know its not funny, but ironic. This is what a woman looks like after life kicks her when she's down, folks.

Now, I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. The job I was going for needs proof of residency, but I have no residency established, thanks vurry much. I keep doing that forehead rub thing I used to watch my mom do when she'd stress over bills LOL

Ah, life is full of irony.

I love you guys and I'll talk to yous tomorrow <3