Well, when it rains…it fucking pours!
I kknew this was coming. And I just waited hoping things would get better financially. Hombre was supposed to be working non-stop after his trip to Tennessee. But the jobs have been few and far between. He finally worked a couple of days last week, and yesterday. But don’t you know, it was raining like crazy this morning…so no work for him.
I’m starting to freak out, and I have no one to blame by myself. I recieved a letter from my mortgage company yesterday. I have to come up with $5000.00 by the end of August, or they are going to start foreclosure on my house. I contacted one of those stop-foreclosure companies, but I don’t really know what to expect from them. Of course, I cannot borrow money from my credit union, because…well, me credit is bad.
Today, I got paid, and I only have 100.00 left out of my check. I stupidly got caught up in the stupid payday advance shit, and I also have overdraft protection up to $1000.00. I just get into more trouble with that. Between checks, the shut off notices arrive from my utility companies, and so I write a check knowing that my bank will cover it. That’s an extra 26.00 NSF fee. That’s where all my money is going to all the NSF’s I keep creating.
I have to find a part time job to do after my regular job. I have to make extra money. School is coming up, and I have no money to get BabyGirl any school clothes. Her brother and sister have already bought her a couple of pairs of shoes, but she needs clothes. She has shot up over the summer, and the clothes from last year are too small.
I am over my head, and I’m desperate, and afraid. I tell Hombre, but I think he thinks I’m exaggerating or something. When he does have money, he only gives me so much, which really doesn’t help with anything. Well, it gets food in the house…I’ll give him that. BabyBoy just enrolled to community college. So the little bit of money he brings home will go towards that.
I really fucked everything up this time. I have this ball of tension in the pit of my stomach, and I won’t be able to get rid of it until I have the money to pay the mortgage company.
I’m really scared!
Something wicked this way comes... 