No lie… I seriously HATE dealing with Social Security, and I’ve had to do so most of The Son’s life, because autism/disability. I’m NOT looking forward to having to deal with them when (if?!) my Disability finally goes through.

Long story short… I just got a huge packet in the mail this past Friday with a deadline to get in touch with them by June 1st, or The Son’s benefits (including his Medicaid) will be stopped. It was around 3pm or so when I got it from the mailbox. That means – in Arkansas – it was around 4pm (CST)… which is when his local office CLOSES. GOTDAMNIT!!!

A little background refresher: The Son lives in Arkansas with his father. He chose this option, being legally 18 at the time, instead of coming to Colorado with me (and I respect his decision, even though I know it isn’t in his best interests). I was unable to get legal guardianship acquired beforehand and his father (who is a registered felon) CAN’T get it. So here we are, trying to transition things for an autistic 19 year old, whom I’ve handled EVERYTHING for his entire life and Gravity (his father) has “let” me (i.e. refused to be involved with all manner of shit because it’s “annoying” and “too hard”).

So yeah. I missed the fucking deadline by MINUTES – never mind that they aren’t even open on fucking Sundays, FFS – and now I’m waiting for their office to open (here shorty) so I can make a solid attempt to get an extension so I can fill out this giant stack of paperwork FOR The Son (because he can’t, nor can Gravity), and then mail it to his idiot father to have The Son sign, and hope Gravity can manage to get it turned in.

Have I mentioned that I HATE phone calls?

I hate phone calls. I also hate dealing with government bodies because they just suck in general. I’m pre-pissed. I’ll be kind and considerate as always, but omg I hate this shit so much.

Side Quest: Update from the weekend shite with The Boyfriend? Things are better. He did scare the ever-living shit out of me when he came home… I was very much in The Zone on Valheim (swamps are a bitch) and – despite saying he wasn’t being sneaky – he unexpectedly laid his hand on my shoulder and I swear to fuck I almost died. HE almost died, too. Holy fuckballs.

But yeah… then I made him take me to PF Changs for Anniversary Dinner 😁