I'm on a running meter. Everyday you see me is the worst day of my life, financially speaking. Emotionally is still is as well. Like an eraser that can never erase a pen marking. Some things just can't be undone.
What I once considered to be an undesirable position is now the everyday norm.
Having held two jobs, whether it be a full and a part or two full time jobs, for the longest time in years, money was never really an issue as bills were always paid and I had enough for fun and games. As long as my bills got taken care of every month I was fine and dandy. Although uneducated, I had a motivator and didn't mind working relentlessly. Mind you I didn't just get by, I lived worry free.
There's a time and a place for everything I guess you could say. 2007 was neither my time, nor my place. Quit one job, and lost another. My financial situation took a backseat to what was really on my mind. Didn't work for a good 6 months. Moved out of the siblings place as I didn't want them to see what I was going through at the time. Took up drinking, smoking, and got back into gambling.
Revenue Canada was on my arse for last two years of back tax ($5600). Spent whatever I had left in my account at the time (~$1200) and decided to fcuk it all and went on what I beleived to be my last holiday to Vegas before the sh!t really stunk. Came back. Took on another job for a month or so, walked off, took yet another trip down to Vegas. Came back to a letter stating that my dispute for back taxes came back in my favour and that Revenue Canada instead owes me $600 and cut me a cheque for that amount. Mind you, all this time my monthly obligations were still paid on time every month.
CC has more than doubled from $4000 in Nov '06 to over $15000 present day.
There are a few items I've left out, but in a year or two if I ever do end up in jail and there's an internet connection there, I'll tell you about it.
Meanwhile in a few months I'll be heading out to China. Maybe I won't come back. Who knows.
The last 2 yrs has been one fcukin' roller coaster ride after another. Just taking it all in before the fun stops. I knew what I was up for, and quite frankly, at this point in my life I could really care less.