Well, I had planned to be able to give myself a ribbon for adulting yesterday.

It started off well, despite my cold, I shoveled the walk, and went and got the form for my marriage licence (I need a copy so I can do the name change thing), and then topped it off by getting a hold of the bank that has my car loan to find how much I still owe.

And that's where things went terribly wrong. I found out I am in the same pickle my mom was a couple of years ago. Instead of being close to the finish line in terms of paying for the car, I am looking at at least 3 - 4 more years to clear the debt.

This stings, because I was really hoping to get the car paid off so if I got to a place where I couldnt work because of pain or my mental health issues I could go on income support for the handicapped without worrying I was going to be even more of a drain on everybody, especially people who have been far more generous than I deserve already.

Considering how much I have been struggling with my self worth lately, I could have used the boost, but such was not to be, I guess.

Nothing for it but keep plodding along ...