weirdo food and homelessness
Today I learned that pound for pound, garbanzo flour doesn't cost a whole lot more than wheat flour. If you're on a rotation diet and want muffins on a non-grain day, you don't particularly care how much your garbanzo flour costs, but it's still nice to know those muffins I made this morning don't cost as much as buying stuff at Starbucks, unlike those cassava biscuits.
In other news, an EI friend of ours is getting jerked around by a potential landlord, and I'm too upset about it to figure out what to say. A while ago I mentioned that three local EIs were about to be homeless. Two of them have found not-so-safe interim housing, and I don't know what's going on with the third. In the meantime, our friend came to town to get jerked around, and someone who had to live in her car all summer (in Tucson, where it gets up to 110 oF during the day) finally saved up enough to start looking for a place. We need a safe apartment building right now, and all I'm doing about it is not writing that thing I said I'd write for the newsletter, which has absolutely nothing to do with housing.
This situation is upsetting enough that it needs two distractions, but the Blogger picture uploading thingy is currently broken, so all I have is the cockatoo who sings along and dances to the Back Street Boys.
In other news, an EI friend of ours is getting jerked around by a potential landlord, and I'm too upset about it to figure out what to say. A while ago I mentioned that three local EIs were about to be homeless. Two of them have found not-so-safe interim housing, and I don't know what's going on with the third. In the meantime, our friend came to town to get jerked around, and someone who had to live in her car all summer (in Tucson, where it gets up to 110 oF during the day) finally saved up enough to start looking for a place. We need a safe apartment building right now, and all I'm doing about it is not writing that thing I said I'd write for the newsletter, which has absolutely nothing to do with housing.
This situation is upsetting enough that it needs two distractions, but the Blogger picture uploading thingy is currently broken, so all I have is the cockatoo who sings along and dances to the Back Street Boys.
posted by missmolly at 10:08 PM
1 Comments:
Its very, very hard for people who have been hypersensitized to mold or chemicals to find housing or employment that works for them.
This is because often, its impossible for them to tell whether an apartment or job will work until they have lived or worked there for a while, or, in the case of an apartment at least spent a few nights there.
For that reason, a lot of people who were doing okay economically before they got sick from the mold or chemicals, end up jobless, homeless and often alone after they get sick.
Their problems' weight becomes too complicated for them to manage and their families finances implode. They lose homes and careers. And then there is no way for them to recover without their health.
It is really wrong to allow this to happen. But things are getting worse, not better.
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