Faithfully

Micke and I are listening to this:

We looked in our account and we have less than 10 dollars to our name and I have no job. Micke was in that auto accident on May 8th so he cannot get work because he is in so much pain he can hardly move from the couch where he sleeps now.

I am looking for work but nothing is turning up. I  am getting desperate. The kids have no bread, we are almost out of milk and Abel might soon be without formula.

This is completely depressing. We cant go to a Food Bank because we have canned goods we don't  need more canned goods. We need bread and milk and baby formula. We can't get food stamps that takes 10 days and we'll need the milk and bread stuff now, like tomorrow.

I'm stressed out.