Zip, Zero, Zilch

My Friday prompt from Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “zip, zero, zilch.” Use one, use ’em all, bonus points if you use all three. Have fun!

Zip, zero, zilch, the amount in my bank account was clear, I needed to find a job and soon. Resorting to food banks to feed my family, the rent was due this week and I couldn’t find the money. I had even thought about raiding the children’s savings just to pay the electric bill this week.

I thought it was a myth that my electric bill would double this month, but it went from eighty pounds to one hundred and sixty overnight. Thankfully, the summer months meant I wasn’t using as much energy, their uniforms could be put on the line, and we didn’t need the heating on – not that I put it on much in the winter.

I sewed the inside lining of my daughter’s blazer, and bit the end of the cotton. She wanted a new one, but this would have to do until next year. Scouring through Indeed, a job.

I had to been careful not to earn over a certain amount, because I could end up being worse off without job seekers. This was perfect, three hours a day, and earning no more than three thousand pounds. It would be enough to keep our heads above water – stop us from being suffocated.

Clicking the apply button, I hoped for a change in luck.