Just got the foreclosure letter from the bank's attorneys. Because that's what you want the day before the world isn't going to end and less than a week before xmas.
Because that's what you want ever.
Five weeks.
Five weeks in July and August went bad and we are going to lose our home.
I can't come up with $14,000.00 by the end of January.
Turns out we have been barely able to save anything.
But the bills are up-to-date on the home we are probably going to lose.
How am I supposed to keep smiling and remain positive in the face of this? How am I supposed to respond to my daughter yelling at me "No! Mama is NOT SAD!" How do I go to work tonight and offer mortgage refinancing to strangers while I know that my own lender is going to take my home.
How do I do this?
I can hear my husband in the other room talking on the phone with the bank. And I just heard him say "You should have all that!" But you know they don't. Even if they do. And they just hung up on him.
My world is ending.
I guess the Mayans were right. I had no idea how personal their prediction would be.
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