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That Time Of The Month…

Posted: February 8, 2011 in Just Livin'
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Not THAT time… hasn’t been THAT time in a LONG time ..

I’m talking about rent.


You know.. I guess it could be worse. While my landlord can be a real dick sometimes.. most times.. when push comes to shove he’s tolerable.

He doesn’t bother us.. we don’t bother him.. everybody’s happy.

So back some forever ago when we thought we were moving in November, we gave our two month notice. At the time, the King of Idiocy (that would be Chief) told me that the landlord was holding the last month’s rent and security.

I didn’t find out until mid-January that he was actually holding two months security so we owed him 1/2 a month for December (I had already given him 700.00 already for December) and for January (1400.00).

When it turned out that we were going to have to stay here for longer then either of us planned or wanted.. AND knowing that we were getting our income tax checks in by the end of February.. I called on January 23rd and left him a message stating that I would be sending him the money I owed him for December ( in two 350.00 money orders about a week apart) and that we would be sending him January’s and February’s rent as soon as Chief got his income tax check in mid-February.

I followed up that voice mail with an email with screen shots of the amount of his refund and estimated direct deposit date via Turbo Tax.

I also told him that we would be staying on, if that was okay with him, and explained that Chief got a job.. yada yada yada.

I never heard back from him. No phone call. No email reply. Nothing.

So on January 25th, I mailed a 350.00 money order.

On February 2nd, I mailed another 350.00 money order.

Again.. didn’t hear anything from them about nothing.

Today I get a phone call from the man himself saying to call the office. Immediately followed by a text message saying that it was VERY URGENT that I call the office.

And this made my heart race and my bowels loose.

What was “so very urgent”? He obviously knew about the financial time line..  if not, he would have called sooner, right? Was there some bullshit fine that the borough imposed because of all the snow we had and their officer who literally comes around with a ruler to make sure the sidewalks are clear enough? Or maybe it was that one soda can that blew onto our back lawn from somewhere else? Did we get a fine for that? Did he have another renter? Was he selling the place? Did he intend to evict us? What THE FUCK??

So it took me awhile to get my guts in order to call but I finally did..

He answered the phone.. told him who I was.. and that I got a message to call the office.

WHERE’S MY MONEY was his reply.

And not in a very nice tone either..

It caught me off guard.. according to the guideline, we still had another week before the income tax check came.

So I said, “.. wait, you go the 700.00 right?”

I hear him ask the woman in his office, “.. did you get the 700.00?”

I hear her say no.. I hear him tell me know.. and now I went into full out panic because I mailed those money orders and I NEVER mail the rent.. I always drive the 26 miles round trip just to make sure it gets there and didn’t get screwed up in the mail.

Now, I really go into full out panic and he tells me to talk to the woman.. pull out the money order receipts and go over the dates. She got both of them.. I tell her about the timeline.. yep.. she knows about it .. THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING???

She apologizes and confirms the dates on when we’re expecting the tax refund.. I also tell her that we’re probably going to include March’s rent.. it’s going to keep them at bay and take pressure off us .. and she was all fine. whatever.

Fine? Whatever? You just took ten fucking years off my life and all you can say is fine.. whatever??

I appreciate the fact that he’s kinda-sorta-has-no-choice working with us.. but my word, man.. can get brush up on your info before dialing the phone?

I can’t wait to get out of this freakin’ place…

You know.. I have a habit of saying that I need to get paid to live my life.

I’m serious.

A check would really, really, REALLY be helpful right now!

Anyway.. ok.. so…

Reality Check.

The real kind.

WARNING: Nothing you are about to read is made up. I can assure you that I am not sitting up in my double king sized bed surrounded by over spoiled lap dogs and tons of pillows getting annoyed by my assistant who keeps bursting into my sanctuary to take calls from various people listed on the Who’s Who of The World.

I so wish.


So we’re home from our road trip and I’m absolutely dreading Tuesday. Why? Because Tuesday is when my bank processes every transaction from the weekend. And even though I’ve been literally squeaking because I am very, very cautious when spending money since we closed the store we completely had to trash my account because of the Road Trip.

I was due for an unemployment check on Wednesday.. but it’s the next to the last one so this was NOT a good time to trash the finances. Necessary, of course. Even though we didn’t spend anything we absolutely didn’t have to.. we still spent more then we thought we would.

Still, I didn’t think it was going to be ALL that bad.. I thought that we were covered because I wrote a check for the $191.00 title/tag fee for Consuela. Remember I said that I could float that because by the time it was deposited it wouldn’t clear until Wednesday when my unemployment came in?



When I dared enough to take a peek at my account online, the check had already cleared. What? Wait… WHAT?

I know for a fact that my bank doesn’t have a local branch but  I guess the notary had some type of electronic gizmo that processes checks the same way one would process credit or debit cards. I know they exist and really, in this day and age why wouldn’t you have a gizmo like that when you accept checks?

So now my account was going to get hit with way more over draft charges then I originally thought and at 35.00 a pop, I’d be lucky if I was going to be able to remain in the black when my UC check came in.

Mind you.. I am not pointing blame at anybody else or playing a violin. I take full responsibility for the things that I did to make my account a mess… I just didn’t realize how much of a mess. Fact is, after all was said and done, I had around 400.00 after my UC came through.

Ok.. so not sooo bad, right?

Honestly, it wouldn’t be except that upon returning home from the road trip I found out that I had to pay the 128.00 cable bill before the 14th to avoid shut-off. I have to keep this current for 2 reasons.. one, Bubba and the whole cyber school thing and two, we are going to need service when we move and if I keep the bill current then there isn’t an issue with just changing the address.

I also received a 3 day shut off notice for the water. That’s 124.00.

So ok.. I’m not exactly jumping through hoops here but you know, at least I have enough to pay the cable and water and we’ll just have to make due because really, what ELSE is there to do?

And then I receive a call from my landlord.

I still owe him 675.00 for December’s rent and have told him that he will get that money. I’m not trying to beat him out of it or skip town or whatever. I may not have it RIGHT NOW but I filed my tax return so I will be getting a little something back (I had requested taxes taken from my UC) .. and Chief will be getting a nice return back but we can’t file his until the end of the month because the IRS hasn’t released one of the forms he needs yet.

He asked me where we were moving and I told him, honestly, I didn’t know. My fragile house of cards had collapsed and the only thing that I could do was leave it up to God. He asked if we would have to stay in the house another month. I told him that I still owed him money for December .. how could I do that?

Then he busts out with ‘.. and for January.”



Apparently, the money that had been put up front when Chief had moved into this place was 1st month and 2 months security. This was NOT the information Chief gave me.. he told me that he put up 1st month / Last month / security.

Mind you, he got this house before I was ever in the picture and truthfully, I’m sure HE wasn’t the one who handled the transaction.. only signed where he was told to..

So now we owe our land lord ANOTHER 1400.00 for January and he told me he’d give me a call sometime next week to come see the house. Wonderful.

And it’s all getting a little too much for me to shoulder.

When I said that our little fragile house of cards had fallen, I wasn’t kidding and I wasn’t trying to get sympathy. It’s exactly the way it is.

The end of the month is fast approaching and we have no where to go.

West Virginia may be a probability somewhere in the future but it isn’t now. Even if the property was flat, it’s going to take more money then we’re going to have to build a foundation, finish paying off the double wide and paying to move it from where it’s at to where it’s going to go.

I ask you.. what the HELL were we thinking??

I’ll ask you again just for the effect.. WHAT THE HELL WERE WE THINKING???

This whole journey from the day we closed the store has been nothing but us putting out money for places and things that never panned out..

And it’s more then a little discouraging .. especially because we are no closer to finding a place to move only now we have a lot less money to do it with..

It’s making my head spin.. keeping me up at night and doing things to my innards that are better left undiscussed.

Year ago.. when I was a kid.. there was a tele-movie on one night about a woman who found herself homeless. She did everything “right” in her life but I think her house caught on fire and for some reason it wasn’t insured or whatever .. that quick, she found herself homeless and it scared the hell out of me .. the thought that things could change in the snap of a finger ..

I thought about the movie (I think it starred Christine Laihti) in the middle of the night recently and it was all I can do to make the waterfalls keep from drenching my pillow.

Do I have the option of moving back in with my mom or with my brother? Of course.. I do have a way. “I” have a way.. but that would mean leaving my family .. and as much as I feel like I want to leave them sometimes, I really don’t.. and I wouldn’t.. not in these circumstances.

The boys could go with the Crack Whore.. no biggie. But my main concern is the dogs and cats. My mother would freak and my sister in law is high allergic. The other option is to move Conseula back to PA and possibly put it on my brother in laws property until we can get our shit together.

So I worry.. worry hard.. count down the minutes until we have to leave this house.. and then what?

Dunno .. but I do have faith.

As ridiculous as it may sound to those of you that don’t .. I know that God will take care of us and put us where we need to be when we need to be there. And while He does provide, no one said it would be easy ..