Sunday, June 3, 2012

A long walk home.

Hello again

I just walked in the door 15 minutes ago. And dragged everything I need to set my computer up outside again. I started laundry, mom's and mine. I bring all the towels and a blanket home every Saturday night to wash. I use my own towels for mom's spa treatment. And I make sure mom's favorite blanket is washed and fresh for her. If I could I would wash it more often. But I only have one day a week that I can do laundry. Which is on Sunday's. But I do mine Saturday night, when I get home. I have no time on Sunday's.  I also will bring whatever clothing that mom used today and wash that as well. Plus the pillow cases.

So today, I went to the bus loop and looked around for a driver I knew. It took me an hour, but I found someone I knew and was able to get a transfer. So I got out their OK. But on the way home. Another story all together. I don't know the driver's out in Surrey well enough to get a transfer. So again I walked out of White Rock, this time I had to walk a long way. Then I could not walk anymore and I just stood their. For 45 minutes this time. And the 1 and half hours it took me walking.

So I left at 7:30 and arrived home at 12:00 am midnight

I am feeling trapped living here in Coquitlam. If I work full time, I cannot do what is needed for mom. If I don't work full time. I am trapped in Coquitlam. I am broke and go hungry all the time. I would rather go hungry than not get mom everything she needs. This is what I do now. And this is why I ask for help all the time.

I figure someone would take responsibility to help another individual out. Who is doing the right thing and caring for someone other than himself. Someone who takes the time to do the things that need to be done.

I don't want to be out here anymore. I need to be in white Rock. I am done with Coquitlam. Mom's life is in White Rock and so is mine. I loved living in Coquitlam, but it is time to be where I am needed

I am so pissed off right now. Especially at the PGT. They just don't get it. Promises were made and then denied. Over and over again. I am told one thing, only to be told they didn't say this. Even though I remind them of the email they sent me.

I am not going to be able to continue to hitch hike their and back.

I need to go, I am done for the night and I am extremely hungry. I don't know!

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

Back at it again tomorrow.