UGH!!!

Hi, have you met me? I like to eat when I'm stressed out. In fact, I'm sitting here eating 4 slices of bacon right now. If I weren't low-carbing, I'm pretty sure it would be a bowl of pasta. And a cigarette. Not that they're high in carbs, it's just that I don't have a drink in hand at the moment.

I have grown to be very, very pissed off about certain things. Having a "victim" mentality has never been my style but things have just gotten so fucked up with this damn recession. And the root of all my frustrations is Joe's job. While I will keep "shop talk" to a minimum (good internet etiquette....never know who's reading, ya know!), I will say that his twins get a good kicking on a daily basis. You'd think, in this economy, that employers would work to hold on to those who have proven themselves to BRING IN MONEY, and lots of it. Trim the fat but keep the filet. Not to reduce Joe to a choice cut of meat, but there is no better metaphor. Instead, he continues to see his "benefits" widdle away while they hire additional employees...

So why am I so pissed off? Long ago, in a land not so far away, it was common to work for your coveted benefits. Work hard and earn a salary. Work hard and receive paid time off. Work hard and get good health insurance to vastly aid in paying medical bills.

Fast forward to present day... You are almost better off sitting on your fat, fucking lazy ass...screw working! Then you collect assistance, food stamps, and BADGER CARE!!! Of course, the list of unemployment bennies goes further, but these are the big 3.

Never mind the fact that many people on assistance eat better than I do. Why go to Aldi when you can get brand name LIPTON and not worry about it being more expensive? You needn't count your pennies when it comes to feeding your family!

Never mind the fact that hard working people get up every day and go to work, living for the weekend or those big 2-week paid vacations a year? You know, when they get paid but don't have to go to work? If you're lazy and take advantage of the state, you're living the dream on a daily basis! Every day is a vacation day!!!

Never mind those things. What's really chapping my ass today is the fact that we got a bill in the mail from the Health Care provider stating we need to pay an additional $20 in copay monies as the $30 we already shelled out wasn't enough...the doctor is billing as a specialist. FOR WHAT!? So the nurse practitioner (that's right...didn't even get to see this SPECIALIST I'm apparently going to have to pay for) could agree that yes, the wanna pull the toilet paper holder off the wall burning sensation I was experiencing was in fact a urinary tract infection? No shit, sherlock. I don't need a specialist to tell me that!

What on Earth does this have to do with unemployment leeches (and I am referring to those who take advantage of the system, please don't send me e-mails about how your Dad got laid off last week...you know that's not the same thing...)? The costs of Heath Care are astounding. It makes me sick. We're selective about going to the doctor. I don't have $50 just laying around that I'm easily willing to part with. I make sure I'm damn good and sick before going to the doctor (UTI's don't just cure themselves). And my kid...ha! His ears need to be bleeding. Well, I'm not that heartless but needless to say, we're selective. Yet I know those "in the system" who will see their pediatrician for a hangnail. Not a second thought about it. Why? Because they don't have to worry about the cost.

If I were on Badger Care, you know what I would owe this specialist? I wouldn't owe $50. I'd owe NOTHING. People ask why we don't have another kid? Partially because it's too damn expensive! Nobody would be flipping the bill for me to push one out. We'd be mostly on our own, just like for everything else.

And now that we got kicked in the teeth again, our insurance is changing and we now are responsible for 100% of EVERYTHING until we meet our insanely high deductible. Everything. This is what we've been working so hard for all these years? To see shitty benefits get shittier?

I'm two minutes from telling him to quit his damn job. We can be gypsies. I've always wanted to travel.