Things Are Looking Up

I realize I haven’t written in a few days, failing my own personal challenge of writing daily, but the past few days I had been fighting bad headaches. I’m not sure what was causing it. Part of me thinks I didn’t have enough caffeine intake, and another part of me believes it’s my eyes. I need new glasses since I haven’t been to an eye doctor in years… but I upgraded my computer screen to something more BAM! IN YOUR FACE and been drinking one soda a day and now my headaches are gone.

Weird, right? Shh.

Anyways, things are looking up this week. I had mentioned before that I was apartment hunting and it looks like I have found a place. I signed the lease and the realtor gave it to the landlord to sign, so just waiting to hear back that he signed it and then I turn in my security deposit. Hopefully tomorrow. And I would be allowed to move in June 1st, which is perfect since it’s in another town and my son is out of school by May 21st.

Secondly, my credit is slowly being repaired. I paid Lexington Law to work on it, since I couldn’t figure it out and my financial adviser wasn’t giving me any tips or ideas on how to get it done. I paid them around the beginning of April and they have already fixed 28% of it. Which is awesome! I have checked my credit score and it has recently gone up. Not much, but up is up and up is good. And it will continue to go up because my credit isn’t done being repaired.

It seems like little things, but at the same time, it feels like a huge weight is being lifted from my shoulders. I was having panic attacks about not being able to find a place due to my credit and eviction history, but the next week, an apartment opened up and the realtor and landlord didn’t care about any of that because I could prove to them I could pay. And it’s not a junkie apartment like the one I am currently in. It’s a beautiful place in a beautiful subdivision. I’m lucky to have gotten it.



The Past is Haunting Me!

In the past, I wasn’t always so… responsible. I was young. I was dumb. Typical bullshit. However, it seems to be coming back to haunt me now.

I’m not talking about thugs hunting me down to torture the poop out of me or anything. I’m now being judged because of the events of my past. Let me explain:

I was very much in love in the year 2008. I moved in with this guy. Things were perfect for several months. Until they weren’t. I lost my job, making money tight. This guy tells me he will provide for me, and for about two months he did. I actively looked for a job, but it was put to a screeching halt when I was in the hospital for a week. Weeks after were a hard recovery for me, making job searching a bit hard.

My ex was paying the rent, like I said, for two months. However, after being sick for a week and going through a recovery, I wasn’t really in the mood for those sexy times. He decided to spend our rent money on girls who would have sex with his, so… basically hookers.

Naturally, we got evicted. I couldn’t afford to pay the back rent. I couldn’t for several years. It sat on my record. I was able to find an apartment with a landlord willing to take me, with a cosigner. I have been here for five years now.

I came into money last year. With two kids, I know I need a bigger place than this one bedroom. I set out to find at least two bedrooms (my daughter can bunk with me.) I have another cosigner. But these possible landlord hears the word eviction and starts to panic. It’s nearly seven years old; I have five years of solid rent paying, but they don’t like that little word. Understandable.

You’re probably asking: Why not pay it off then? And my answer is: I’ve tried!

I spoke to the lawyer of the old landlord, but she seemed stumped about it because the old landlord has since passed away. Everytime I call her, it’s “let me do the research!” or “let me see if his wife is still alive!” Or something to that effect. And she never calls me back, even after promising me she will.

I have been trying to pay this since December! It’s like they don’t want my money!!

I have paid Lexington Law to help fix my credit, and one of the things they are challenging is this eviction, but it’s like, “I could have this paid off already if this landlord’s lawyer would stop dicking around!”

I’m hoping something comes up for me. I had a massive panic attack about it last night, even though I knew there was nothing I could do at that moment. I’m tempted to call this lawyer again later today and raise hell and basically say “take my fucking money or get a judge to remove the fucking eviction!”

I just want to find a nice place for my kids to live rather than this shit hole that has drug dealers two doors now. Is that so hard to ask?