Upon calling Social Security, it was determined that we make too much income. You really do have to be in poverty before you can get any help. Maybe it would be better if we'd stayed where we were in Oklahoma in our little condo and worked at a job providing $20,000/year. If we could have afforded to buy a house without selling that condo, we would have. And I have regretted not being able to keep it. Not only would it have been a good source of income as a rental, but we could have used it as a backup plan; if Texas failed us, we could have moved back to Oklahoma where it was cheaper and maybe even have gone back to school.
I don't know. The social worker I've been in touch with insists I should apply. It's so extensive, it seems like a waste of time to me, especially if we wouldn't qualify. But the social worker said she didn't know where the lady got the numbers since her resource had much higher numbers. Still, even at the higher numbers, we wouldn't qualify. However...if our luck really does run out, and Rex can't find a good job, then I guess we would qualify after all.
It just seems like I have so many applications to fill out for Rex's employment. And then there are the millions of questionnaires and phone calls to find specialists that could help James. And I am so tired of running my head into the wall!
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