So, it’s been a few months and a lot has happened. I think I left off at us “just getting an apartment” in Sacramento. haha Yeah…
Alright, so the house went into foreclosure, but only for like 3 days. We were going back and forth with a flipper in Tulsa and accidentally exceeded our time limit with the bank. Thankfully, we were still able to reinstate the mortgage and hand the house over – so NO FORECLOSURE. Emily saved our asses. Anyways! I left… on time.
I’m in California! I got here March 8th, with Lennon and we’ve been here trying to get life set up. Adam was supposed to be here shortly after, but that didn’t pan out and now he’s not expected for another week and a half.
So, I’m out here trying to interview for jobs and apply for apartments. We keep getting denied though! Why? Because the credit bureaus haven’t dropped “FORECLOSURE” yet. Even though its not there, they take their sweet ass time. Maybe hoping to get every ounce of -fuck you- in there.
Ok, whatever. At this point, I’m here. Might as well make the best of it, right?! ***sobbing hysterically***
It’s been over a month since we arrived in California and bless my Son, he still thinks we’re on some grand vacation. I think that has contributed to most of my stress because there has to be some balance. I don’t want him to know and feel the incredible weight on my shoulders right now, but dude… vacation brain for kids is like… the worst.
But, really… I can’t sleep, my heart is constantly pounding, the stress has given me indigestion so bad that my stomach is distending and feels hard. I wake up in sweats, I’m constantly 2 seconds away from a cry… I can’t handle much more rejection, any more walls and well… living with my parents – away from my husband.
I miss my life. My boring, stupid life.
Anyways, I have more to report, but it requires its own little post. It’s exciting and terrifying all at the same time.