Dear God, it's me Karen
Pat's desk chair broke the other day. I know it seems trivial but a replacement desk chair is a few hundred dollars and he's sitting on a coffee table in the meantime. It's all we have for him to sit on.
In October I have school money coming. a chunk of it is going to my mom to pay her back, and that's fine. A lot of it is going to bills and that's life. But if Pat could magically find the money for a new chair. Otherwise it might not happen until the tax return and that's a long time off. He can't keep sitting on the table,
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