Hey, there, Mr. Postman…where’s my court date?


I first applied for disability in February of 2013. It can be a very, very long process. To me, anyway. Sometime early last year, my lawyer said that my disability hearing could be as early as December 2014, but at the latest it would be February 2015. So, soon. I will get two weeks notice, in the mail.

In November and December I started hoping that it might show up. Sometime last week it got into my head that “It could actually show up any day now!”  Yeah. I’m not sure that it was such a good idea to get that in my head. I am going to need something to distract me from this. Every day when I get the mail, I get mad. To the nebulous people in the disability court cloud in my head, I am saying, “Really??? Are you still that backed up? Do you have any idea what I’ve been through the past two years? Can’t you please put me out of my misery?? Please!!??”

I desperately need more patience.



About pickleclub1971

I'm a single mom of 2: a Southern CA native, who transplanted to Utah 4 years ago. I have one 18 year old who is off to the Ivy League, and one 14 year old who is in high school. I served an LDS Mission to Southern France and I’ve also lived in the San Francisco Bay Area, Idaho, Northern Arizona, and New Hampshire. I love 80’s music, classical music, choral music, playing the piano, singing, speaking what French I still remember, and talking about history and music with whomever will listen. I love that my kids are better at math than I was at their age. (But they still get frequent historical references from me…anyone familiar with Ducky from NCIS? He’s that kind of medical examiner, I’m that kind of mom.) My kids also think I know all the lyrics to all the songs from the 80’s, mainly because I’m good at making them up and faking it when I don’t know. Sometimes they catch me. I’m currently disabled with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). I want to get better (of course) and be an advocate for trauma survivors and others with mental illnesses. I like people in general. I suffer from the delusion that I can make everyone my friend, but of course that isn’t possible: but I still believe that the world can be a better place.

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