On January 7, Saturday, I was determined to rest, even though I had to work. It was the Sabbath.
I chose not to use an alarm clock, and I had intended to sleep late. I was awakened at 11:30 AM by the dogs and my bladder. The night before I received a note on my door, informing me that I should contact the office within 24 hours due to my rent being late. So, I tried to call, but the office was closed.
I left a message on their website that I had tried to call, and on their office answering machine, informing them of my apologies, and assuring them that I would try to have the rest of my rent by the 10th, and that I was just as unhappy about my lateness as they were, since I haven't been late for rent in over 10 years. I fixed me some iced coffee and ate a TV dinner for breakfast. Then, I got ready for work.
I had to make another $62 for the phone bill this day, due by the 8th, as well as the $496 I still owed for rent. I would ultimately have to make about $826 in order to pay all the bills due by the 10th, including loan payments and renter's insurance. This was a mountain I had no strength or ability to climb, and I prayed that God would make a way.
I needed my tags. Without them, at this point, I was going under. I needed my Uber and Lyft accounts back. I needed to be able to travel, to go where the money could be made. I could do none of that without my tags.
I felt anger and frustration toward the dealership, who was doing nothing to help me, aside from making my car payment for me.
I went to work.
Spark was offering bottom of the barrel offers to me. I did a couple of them just to have something to do.
ASAP was working after I uninstalled and reinstalled the app. I got two offers to pick up that was going to pay me $15 total. I waited 30 minutes at the restaurant and released the order after that when the waitress couldn't tell me exactly how much longer I was going to have to wait. I immediately got another offer for $9.
During the time I was waiting for the two orders, I could have done 3 other deliveries. I figured that from then on, I would be sure to ask, "Is this order going to take longer than 10 minutes to be ready?" and if I get any answer other than no, I'd release it like a hot potato.
No sense wasting my time when my time is my money.
I also did a couple of Grub Hub deliveries. The last delivery I did, the customer texted me saying their order was wrong. I told them to take that up with Grub Hub. Grub Hub called me and wanted my version of the story. I told them, "I don't stick my hands in bags to check to see if the order is correct. If the restaurant doesn't give me the correct order, all I can do is deliver what they give me. It is not my fault. Take it up with the restaurant." Grub Hub agreed.
But, I didn't get any more deliveries from them for the rest of the night.
At 9:30, everything died, so I came home to fix myself some meatloaf and gravy I had in the freezer.
I made a little over $70. It was something.
I wanted my tags more than ever.