So I've been a little lost in my own world for a couple of days. Remember I warned you in the beginning that I wouldn't promise to write every day or even every week I get side tracked by life and projects. Like I stayed up ALL night last night a sewed Katey a new dress. No pics yet, but will try and get some when she comes home from school. She loves when I make her things. First thing out of her mouth this morning, Did you finish my dress. Yup, sure did and a matching hair flower too. I have also been working on a secret jewelry project. Can't tell you about it yet. I have also been crocheting a baby cocoon. Kinda like a blanket that is already wrapped. I think you have figured out that I have a problem staying on task. I like to start lots of things. I think it is because I get these ideas for items and I just run with them. I mean I had no intention on making Katey a dress last night. I was online and looking for something else and this tutorial popped up for an easy dress. I just HAD to make one for Katey. So............ I did. That is how it happens. I really need to finish a few of the other items I have already going and that is for sure on my list of things to get done.
Well, on the life note, we lost a bunch of stuff in a house flood. Wanna hear the Reichard curse strikes again funniness of it all, the stuff wasn't even in our house. See a few months ago we were suppose to move. We got involved with the program that was intended to help people get back on their feet. Goodness knows we have needed that since my accident, anyway one of the things they do is pay your rent for a year. Since our house is like falling down around my head we thought this was a GREAT idea. We began to look for a place to move. Sounds simple, right? NOT! They give you income guidelines and to us they seemed big, but then again we have been living in the same mobile home for 15 years. We had no idea how much it would cost to rent a house. We looked and looked and looked. We spent every spare minute to searching the newspaper, the internet, driving around and looking at houses. We either found ones we LOVED and couldn't afford or ones we hated and would never work for us. I really wanted either a one story house, or one with a potty downstairs because of my bad leg. I was afraid I would have one of my bad leg days and not be able to get up the stairs and where would I potty, or I would have a bout of bad depression and decide that I just couldn't take the risk and would stay in bed and not get out. The other problem was finding someone who would let us have the "boys" (dogs). There was no way I was giving them up. Finally after 2 months of long, hard looking we settled on a place. Not ideal. It was a second floor apartment, but I could have the boys.That was very important to me. It had 3 huge bedrooms, a nice living room , a small kitchen, but we could work around that. The guy was very, very nice and said I could put the boys out front to potty, so I didn't have to walk down the outside stairs. We told the guy we would take it and we were so excited to be able to have our search over and finally move. This all happened on a Friday. That Saturday we received a notice that we were not eligible for the program. You see in order to be part of the program we had to meet certain guidelines.
1. Be homeless or about to be homeless.
This was going to happen because C&Y told us to allow our mobile home park to evict us. We later had to pay almost $3,000 out of our income tax to be able to stay since we had no where to go. Came right down to the day before they were going to lock us out. C&Y are supposedly here to help us because our house is in such bad shape, but if anything they have made things worse. $1,100 of that money was in late charges and court costs we would have never gotten if we had paid the rent.
2. Be eligible for section 8 (HUD) housing.
Filled out the application 2 months prior to finding the apartment.
3. both have jobs or enroll in program to help us find jobs.
In Bill's case he is working and they couldn't hope to find him a higher paying job. For me they were going to have me evaluated by OVR. Plus I had already filled for Social Security, again.
4. Be enrolled in a program to improve our credit.
We were happy to do that since we have so much debt from my accident.
All of these things had to be met to be in the program, if just one thing fell out of place then we would not be eligible. Well, after more than 2 months we were sent a letter stating we were not eligible to receive section 8 housing. You see when I was 18 and pregnant with my now 19 year old boy we lived in low income housing. We lived there about 2 years give or take a few months. They did inspections and we failed one of them. I am a terrible house keeper. I admit it. I can always find something better to do than clean. I also have a very bad habit of dragging things out to look for something and then getting tired and not putting everything i dug out away right away. That was one of those times. I had taken everything out of our little storage area under the stairs and dug through everything and then it got late and I figured I could put it away later. Well little did I know the following day they came to inspect and the house was a mess. We got evicted. That would be about 18 years ago. Because of a mistake I made when I was 18or 19 we are black balled from every federally run program that has to do with housing. Now, if we would have run out without paying the rent we could have paid the back rent and everything would have been fine. The fact that I am a messy housekeeper obviously is unforgivable. So no move. We had packed up our entire home when we first started looking 2 months previous. We each had 4 sets of clothes, were eating off of paper plates and plastic silver ware and put all of our possessions in storage. Some was in our personal little shed, some in a rental shed we share with my parents and the new(really used, but new to us) furniture for the move and the rest of our items were stored in the heated basement of Bill's Mom's house. We put sensitive items down there. Video games, the kids' Wii my precious sewing machine my parents gave to me, pictures, lots of them, books, VCR tapes, DVDs, the new beds and mattresses, a TV and many other items. Well, here is where the curse part comes in, a pipe in the ceiling/floor or his Mom's house burst right over our stuff. I mean our stuff was in one little part of the basement and there are pipes all over down there and one broke, right over our stuff. Come on. Well, anyone who knows us knows this is how things work for us. So we went and scoured through the stuff and brought home what we thought we could save and bagged the rest up for garbage. My sewing machine, after 3 days of drying and lots of oiling seems to have survived. The kids' Wii we still aren't sure about. It turns on, but the remotes don't seem to be working. The pictures, lost some, many others are spread through the house drying. My son's Nintendo 64 we are still unsure about. The unit turns on, but again the remotes don't seem to be working. Well, nothing to do, but move onward and upward. Oh, forgot the good part, all those clothes, the ones we didn't keep at the house, the ones we put in storage so I would have them ready to go when we move, yup you guessed it, in the basement. 14 bags of clothes. My washer and dryer has been running nonstop for 3 days now and I am not sure I have even made a dent. LOL! Well, I wanted to sort through them again, so now is the time. What I don't want I will donate. So this is what I have been up to and why I haven't written in awhile. I will try and get pics of Katey in her new dress. But, today is Girl scouts and tomorrow Boy scouts. 2 more busy days. Hope to see you all soon!
