Here's your BIG WHINE warning in case you don't want to read further. I am barely surviving here financially until I can get some aid which will partly be dependent on whether or not difficult child comes home and we'll find that out Friday. Probably he will not. I have been eating whatever food is left in the kitchen- one meal a day- and when I have to buy something, I make it last two days instead of one meal unless it's really cheap. I just left to go to Taco Bell- yeah- that's a splurge. And my car is dead. I think it's the alternator. Not only don't I have the money to fix it, I can't get it anywhere. It won't start at all. So I can't go get food and I can't get to difficult child's court- which I'm required by law to do. At least, I can't drive my car there. So now what- I have to spend my last dollar for a freaking cab instead of food? You know, I'm worth a lot more dead than alive right now. I'm not saying I'd take that route- I wouldn't- difficult child would get no benefit from it because he isn't old enough to get the money and when he's 18yo I seriously doubt he'll be much more responsible than he is right now.