Posted in bipolar disorder, Fiber, Photography

Art And Banging My Head On My Desk

I’ve been working on getting more designs into my Spoonflower shop. 82 down, 125 to go. It’s going slowly because there’s only so much time I can spend on loading designs into my shop before my eyes cross and my head hurts. My Spoonflower shop is here: https://www.spoonflower.com/profiles/deb_thuman

Some if my latest fabric designs…

I’d like to have a great shot of one of the cactus flowers in the yard. I’d like to have the shot printed on fabric and use the fabric for a quilted wall hanging.

If I crop out the extra stuff, then the photo is too small to print in the center of a yard of fabric. I’ll keep trying.

I’m trying to deal with Social Security. I turn 70 in August. That’s when my Social Security account stops growing. I’ve been collecting spouse benefits for the last four years. All the parts fell in place for me just before that program ended. You’d think it would be a simple matter to get an in-person appointment. Nope. Got to be a telephone appointment. That would work if the person who was supposed to call me actually called me. For the first telephone appointment, there was no record of any incoming call that entire day. Yesterday, I got calls, but rather than being from Las Cruces, NM, they were from Salt Lake City, Utah and Las Vegas, Nevada. I finally got someone to admit they hide the telephone numbers. They wouldn’t have to do that if they stopped jerking people around. After two hours, most of that time on hold, I was told I couldn’t have an in person appointment. The excuse is it would be illegal to let me into the office. Meanwhile, the Social Security Administration sent me a letter saying I could go into the local office. I was so upset after that horrendous two hours that I shook for four days. Brady knew something was very wrong and kept trying to help me. She left me a toy to play with so I’d feel better. She let me hug her. Usually when I try to hug her, she squirms. It took four hours before I was calm enough to find a novel, light a smelly candle, and soak in the tub. It was the worst manic event I’ve ever had.

I had another go round with social security this morning. After being hung up on three times, I actually got to talk to a human. Still no in person appointment. Still refusing to comply with the Americans With Disabilities Act, and someone will call me some time next week. Who do these people think they are? Even delivery people give you a day and a four-hour time window

I’ve filed a complaint with the Social Security Administration and the Department of Justice explaining how I’ve been discriminated against by the local office refusing to give me reasonable accommodations. I’m exploring the feasibility of filing a civil rights suit in Federal Court. The filing fee is $350. Plus the fee to file electronically. I think by grudgingly trying to help me, the local office is heading off a civil rights suit. If I win, which I would, I could receive back payments, damages, and I could recover attorney’s fees. I’m the attorney and I will be billing my time at $300.00 an hour. That’s a mid-range price among local attorneys.

I’m linking with Nina Marie here: http://ninamariesayre.blogspot.com/

My online shop, Deb Thuman Art is where I sell my jewelry creations and my yarn creations. You can find it here: http://www.DebThumanArt.com Look for a small link that says “shop.” It’s located at the top of the page and easy to miss. I’m going to be doing some major overhauling of my shop soon, so if there’s something you’ve been wanting, now is the time to buy it because it may not be available after the overhaul.

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I retired from the Public Defender Dept. November 12, 2015 after 16 health destroying years. Now, I'm a full time multi-media artist and writer on a new adventure. As an artist, I create with beads, fabric, fiber, and ceramic clay. Sometimes separately; sometimes in assorted combinations. You can find my on-line store at: www.debthumanart.com.