Well, it's happened. The time came and went and still, I had no options.
I did have wonderful friends that helped me move my stuff into a trailer for storage until I find a place.
I did have wonderful friends that invited me to brunch to take my mind off things for a little while, and they also wanted to see the Wesley Foundation, that has done so much for me so far.
And, I'm more fortunate than most...I at least had a car that I could sleep in.
It may not be ideal, but at least it kept me from the elements, because, boy it got cold last night. Even the covers in my car didn't help much. I have about 45 minutes before the student center opens up, and I know I can go and change there, along with use my meal plan and get some breakfast...oh yeah and get WARM!
When I do eat, I'm going to have to charge my smart drive because it's getting down on battery levels.
I have been very humbled throughout all of this, and I know that God has a plan for me.
I want to forgive my landlords and roommate, but right now I'm not ready to. There were oral agreements made, and the landlords committed breach of contract with those. The roommate is just acting like a spoiled brat (in my opinion). Yes, I'm not perfect but SERIOUSLY...it was one argument and I was only behind $150 on rent....which they agreed to work with me on until I get my social security.
One of the landlords did talk to me last week (and made me late to class) and said that because the lease had "NO DOGS ALLOWED" underlined and highlighted, they did not have to let Rainie stay there. Guess what guys, she was a service dog, and an emotional support dog...she didn't count as a dog, and what was done was against the law. There is no way to get out of it...what they didn't know was when the mediator went to them for a settlement of some sort, I was so desperate I would have accepted just about anything. I'm more desperate now, but there's really not much more that can be done to me that I haven't already gone through.
Give me a couple of weeks, and things will be better...and honestly, besides the cold, this isn't too bad. I haven't been sleeping well anyway lately, and this actually isn't all that uncomfortable. I miss my son, and I miss his dad. If given the choice to not go through this, I think I would stay on the path that God has set for me. The "hardships" are not really hard when you know you have something to look forward to, or even something to work towards. I have both. I know this is temporary and I know that I will still be going to school despite everything that is going on. Now, it's time to go and find myself some clothes for today, and go change, then head to the school for some breakfast.
i. can. do. this.
i. am. not. broken. yet.
As long as I remember these two things, then I will be fine.
Also, here is the gofundme that my friend Marissa started for me.
