As of the start of this month of wonderful, wonderful October, I was pretty much "let go" by Arizona Art Supply, whom I was working for and very happily so.
In some ways, when I brought in my letter of leave and I was asked, "You don't mind if we let you go before this time, do you?" I should have said, "Yes I do mind, because I enjoy the job."
Instead of saying, "No, I don't mind."

Why did I write that letter? Because I was leaving in December and was gonna be gone the whole month and part of January, I knew darn well she wasn't going to let me go that long of period.
On top of this, I take care of my mom and get paid by the government to do so, so what does this mean? Well, I was pulling in 2 form of income.

Now the problem-- they let me go, typically-- I don't care, however the week before this event unfolded, my car broke down and had about a 1,200 repair job done to it.
All the water hoses, pumps, and timing belt were dry-rotting. Falling apart pretty much. The water unit itself was shot. My car-- had some really big internal issues, ontop of this, which I was aware of, my car needed new tires. Add this all up, you got yourself a 1,200 repair to a 2000 Plymouth Breeze, and let me tell you-- the car has been flawless eight years of its life-- but man, is it expensive to repair because the cost of labor is like 200 which on my dad's Ford, would'a been like 50.
Hate Chrysler cars...

At any-rate, now I gotta pay this bill, by via paying back a credit card, which means I don't want this hovering around, so I'm gonna through every cent I have at it.
That is now the problem. I don't make /that/ much because I do at times share hours with my sister, who now has the stable job.
Which means when I do go to Kentucky, I'm gonna have no money what. so. ever.
Totally broke!

Now, on the bright side of this, it allows me all the time in the world to work on the graphic novel/comic.
Along with my company name will be up in November.

But, as you can see my biggest beef here and to top it all off, my Grandmother is totally nuts. So I have to play ref between her and my mother, which isn't fun.

My grandmother you see, is manic-depressant, Night-polar, high blood sugar, diabetic, and has deminsia(or however you spell it).
This makes her totally out of control at times, go through major mood swings, and about drive everyone in our house up a wall.
Yes, she does live with us...
and we /are/ trying to get her into a Home so she'll get the heck out.
Now, I realize this sounds mean, but we been dealing with this for over two years now, and she has gotten worse sense last year. So I've been dealing with this problem personally for over a year, nearly two now, and as many like to say, "You have the patience of a saint."
Sad part is people-- my patience is like at the end of snapping(which is why I'm leaving for a month), and its getting bad enough that I'm starting to lash out at everyone... which means for the safety of the rest of my family, I've sorta isolated myself to a computer and my artwork(along with sometimes nightly walks).

Now that I am done ranting--
I'm also debating on doing Commissions.
I sometimes go on and off on this, because I'm not that popular of an artist and it really doesn't get me anywhere in the best, but maybe my style has improved enough I can.
On top of this, it be some form of another source of income and I don't see myself getting another job any time soon...

So.. will have to see on that..