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No Bread Today started out as my "sanity journal," so I could keep a level head and a sense of humour throughout a personal financial crisis. Facing illness, unemployment, poverty (I ran out of money), and the terror of homelessness, I reached out for emotional support by blogging, and support came. No Bread Today has now evolved into something far beyond me. It is a haven and a resource for others in the same or similar circumstances. I will keep writing my own experiences with a chuckle, so enjoy the posts, but I have also added links to emergency resources and a list of places where you can get free meals and inexpensive groceries for low income residents on the Lower Mainland. As I uncover more resources, I'll keep listing them here (scroll down to page bottom to view) and on twitter. With the ecomony being what it is, sadly, there are many of us struggling. Hopefully, No Bread Today will a give you a hand-up. If anyone can add to these lists, please do. If you appreciate what you read here, please share this blog with others, because someone always knows someone, who knows SOMETHING that can make all the difference.

With profound gratitude to those who have been so amazingly supportive so far, and who have given so much of themselves - not out of guilt or any self-serving interest, but purely out of love, compassion and generosity. You are my inspiration. My intentions remain: I am not seeking financial assistance of any kind from this blog. I simply hope this becomes a story of triumph, for all who share it. I hope you laugh as hard as I do. I hope No Bread Today is as inspirational and empowering for you, as it is for me. I hope people will relate, inform, and chime in. I hope I can help you, in return. If this welcome message is the only thing you read, I ask only that if you are able, please donate to your local food bank. People are hurting right now and they need you. Thanks! ~ Jo Bless.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Disintegrating underwear ... and other phenomena.

A friend of mine phoned me today. She has a day off tomorrow, so I asked her what she was going to do with her luxurious free time. "Laundry," she replied, oozing with gleeful anticipation. Hmmm ... NOT what I would consider the best use of a day off. How restful? Um, how exciting? What do you say to that? "I have to admit," she confessed in whispered, conspiratorial tones, "I've been behind in my laundry since 2006." I promptly reminded her of the fact that when I met her in 1995, I recall her complaining about being behind in her laundry - way back then.

Do you realize what this means?" I declared, "It means there's a distinct possibility that you have gaunch in the bottom of your hamper that's been there for fifteen years! They must be petrified by now, or maybe they have completely disintegrated from stain-induced bacterial erosion." Let's hope so for her sake, at least that's one load taken care of. I can be grateful today that I don't have any underwear worries. I can be thankful for that. I have a clean pair. I just need to channel a little Gone With The Wind and sew myself some pants from the curtain fabric before meeting with my employment counsellor tomorrow. I sent him a copy of the two-page cover letter I sent out today (along with my three-page resume), to a potential employer. His sarcastic email reply was succinct, "I think we need to add some meat." Everyone is a comedian today! What's not so funny? Pretty much everything else, besides 15-year-old filthy undies that "eat" themselves.
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