I wasn’t going to write about this, but oh well.

I just went to the local food pantry.  Because that’s where we are right now.  We don’t have any money left for food this week.

This one is at least open on Saturdays.  Many aren’t.  I don’t know how that’s supposed to work for people who actually work.

Both my husband and I work.  We used to qualify for food stamps.  Now that he works, we don’t.  Between that and child care, I’m not sure we’re coming out ahead at all.

But it turns out that the food pantry will only take 10 new people each day that they’re open.  And I didn’t make the cut.

So, no food for me.  All they could offer me was “come back on Thursday.”  Yeah, that’s not going to happen, and that’s also several days away.  They didn’t even suggest another place to try.

Oh, we’ll ask family for help. I didn’t want to do that.  I’m not sure why; I guess families are supposed to help each other.  But I hate it anyway.

I just thought people should know how it is.  Maybe it’s not the same everywhere.  But apparently, even getting “emergency food” is difficult.  And I’m sure we’re not the only ones.