I'm too poor to afford bail too. Things should get better as soon as my hubby starts bringing in more money. Thankfully he got a job at Bass Pro Shop, but he doesn't even start until July 14th. Until then the bulk of the bills are on me and we are like *this* close to an eviction. I keep trying to stay focused on my faith and the fact that I too have slain bigger dragons than this, but sometimes it's really trying... especially with some of my other family drama, their health (my dad, stepmom, and grandma inlaw are all literally on their death bed), my husband just being diagnosed bipolar and starting new meds, not to mention my own depression and anxiety battles.
Maybe we can go to a fast food restaurant and borrow some spoons? Lol... is that technically stealing?
Trying to think outside the box now... desperate times and all...