It's almost the end of November and our years lease is up at the end of the month. Although we have asked to sign another years lease, we have so far been butting our heads against a brick wall. The last communication from the lawyer who owns the house was "Stand by". What the devil does that mean?? In the meantime we are left in limbo wondering if we are going to be homeless next month. We'd like to rent to own the house if at all possible, or at least given the opportunity to get a loan to buy the house.
The whole situation has left me feeling despondent and depressed. I keep praying for a ray of hope, something to gladden my heart but so far things have gotten worse and not better. The only "ray of hope" was when we signed a years lease. But soon after that the car was repossessed and as I've already reported, lost my cat Snowbelle. Of course Kitty is in our lives now, which did ease the pain of Snowbelle's passing. Which brings me to the point of: Why would God put Kitty in our path, have us take care of her, only to have to turn her over to the Arizona Humane Society? It just doesn't make any sense. Why give her a home only to have that home taken away?
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| From Katy Keene No. 23 |
I know this is the time of year to be "jolly" but I just can't seem to get into the spirit of the season. I feel more like Scrooge or the Grinch rather than Jolly St. Nick. I've been packing our things but at this point I don't even care if everything is left behind. We simply DON'T have the money to move...there are so many fees and deposits and costs that go into moving that there isn't any money to even get an apartment. We've sought help from various agencies...ACHSSES, VA, SS DISABILITY but we don't qualify for any of the programs that supposedly are available for people like us who are struggling to make ends meet. It's caused me to feel sick to my stomach constantly to the point where I don't want to eat, and being diabetic I need to consume something. I've never looked my age, always looked younger but I've noticed that my face is beginning to show the strain and I look OLDER than my years. I just can't seem to help feeling anxious, uncertain, frightened. I admire my husband who has remained fairly calm about the fix we find ourselves in and thinks, most of the time, that I'm simply being silly and childish and worrying about nothing. We don't want a hand out, just the opportunity to purchase the home.
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| Katy Keene Spectacular |
Thought I'd share more Katy's with you. Sorry for the depressing vibe of the blog today but our situation here is weighing heavily on my mind. In keeping with the "cowgirl" theme of yesterday, here is another paper doll with Katy sporting western. I'll be working on coloring page version of both the pin-up and the paper doll.
Well, can't think of anything else to write. It may not seem like it but I sincerely do try to keep a positive attitude about our situation as it stands now but there are some days when it's just to difficult when I don't really see a light a the end of the tunnel.
Til next time...
ALOHA
I'm reading a series put out by Harlequin entitled THE NOTORIOUS WOLFES. I'm now on the third book in the series entitled: THE STOLEN BRIDE by Abby Green. The series is about a family of 7 brothers and one sister who had an abusive childhood and how each one coped with not only their past but with the love interest who entered their lives later on. This one deals with Sabastian and his encounter with a Bollywood actress named Aneesa Adani. It's pretty good so far. I recommend that you start with the first book in the series A NIGHT OF SCANDAL by Sarah Morgan since it does mention Sabastian's brother who is a star in Hollywood and the other books mention the other siblings. I only had a couple of the books and with money being tight I have to get them when I can afford it. I try to get each of the at a reasonable price. I miss having a vehicle so I can haunt the half price book stores for the books I'm missing. 
The whole situation has left me feeling despondent and depressed. I keep praying for a ray of hope, something to gladden my heart but so far things have gotten worse and not better. The only "ray of hope" was when we signed a years lease. But soon after that the car was repossessed and as I've already reported, lost my cat Snowbelle. Of course Kitty is in our lives now, which did ease the pain of Snowbelle's passing. Which brings me to the point of: Why would God put Kitty in our path, have us take care of her, only to have to turn her over to the Arizona Humane Society? It just doesn't make any sense. Why give her a home only to have that home taken away?
