Thank you ever faithful SD for pointing out I left everyone hanging. What a writer jackass move to do. Like I said the relationship doesn't belong here, but here's something that does; the economy and it's personal effect on the individual. Sweet Jesus I didn't realize how bad it was.
For the record:
Yes, I feel alone
Yes, I am embarrassed
Yes, I am terrified
Then the startling reality that I might lose the roof over my head came to a stark reality the last day of vacation. FORECLOSURE. A really ugly "f" word.
We sat in court waiting and waiting and waiting; watching and listening to each case before us. It was more heart breaking than divorce court. A few people had gotten caught up in some scam to save their house. Others were turned upside down in the mortgage by 100's of thousands of dollars. One woman swore up and down that the house was refinanced through another bank, but could not get the paperwork to prove it because when the bank she refinanced with was bought out; the original bank destroyed the paperwork.
Finally the moment of truth comes for us. We stand before the judge and a date is set to come up with an unknown amount of money. January 3rd is when my personal apocalypse comes.
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