round and round

We thought we had gotten a solution to the foreclosure threat, our mortgage company bending over backwards but what good is it if we get NO NEW BUsiNESS FOR 4 WEEKS? huh ARE THE POWERS THAT BE LISTENING? I'm working my butt off doing so much data entry my shoulders are on fire at the end of the day and no one is calling. I suppose I should just resign myself to the fact that the house will go and we will be up shit's creek without a paddle. I wonder if there are any creek front rentals on shit's creek that are going cheap. I am tired. Tired of the worry, the fear and the struggle. I give up. Hear that Powers that BE? I give up. You win.

Sad Sunday

I've been in my craft room all day, trying to occupy my mind with something other than all that crap we are facing. But I look up from my beading to see ghost shapes on the wall, stamped there when the sons were young and something I've never been able to paint over. I could have, I just don't want to. And then one of those dog adoption commercials come on a and I think about our big dog Rocco and wonder if we can take him with us. He's 75 pounds so fairly large so how likely is it that someone would rent to us with him. But he's such a sweetheart it will kill me to give him away. I never would recover. This is what keeps me up at night. How much will our lives change and will the older son move with us and how his life will change and the dog and all the ways good especially when your head keeps whispering awful what ifs into your ear hourly. I just have to hope I can handle the change and not crumple into pieces. I fear that crumple I will. I can be so predictable