Well, we learned some information, both good and bad. When I got up yesterday morning, I knew the realtor wouldn’t be out to the house. Come the end of the day when we still hadn’t heard from her, I assumed she didn’t want to take on the bank, but when Tom got up there was an email from her. She was able to tell us a very valuable piece of information and that’s that the bank plans to auction the house on June 4th. What’s way shady about them is that they never gave us this date. They were going to simply take us by surprise and leave us with no time to pack, no place to go, and no money to go on. Tom explained to me why them auctioning the house would leave us with no money and having to run to Mom for sure, but I can’t remember every little thing he told me. It’s just too complicated and foreign to me. Writing and music are my main territories, not this shit.

The realtor asked if we’d like her to talk to some investors who may be interested in the place, which was what we were hoping for in the first place, and Tom replied by letting her know that that’d be fine. So we may hear back from her today, but probably not for a few days.

Meanwhile, Tom’s going to run to HUD to file that discrimination claim to hopefully bump up the June date just in case we can’t get out of here in time. He’ll start by filling out some online forms they have.

He’s hopeful that we’ll beat the clock and get out with some money too, and while I myself want to believe this, beating our perps is not something we’re in the habit of doing well. God wouldn’t sic so many assholes on us in the first place if he thought we could beat them as that would defeat the purpose of why he sics them on us in the first place. 

It’s looking more and more like we won’t be out of here till around the first of June, but that’s not too much longer to go. Worst case scenario we’re here till July. It’d be nice to beat the heat and the ferocious electric bills, though.

My vibes say Tom will never work again in this house, even though we’re done getting unemployment checks (an outside job).

I’ve written lots of my current story. It’s the most I’ve done this fast and is almost as long as my first story which was the longest.

We have two pages worth of stuff in our store. The stuff up for auction is doing well, but none of the ‘buy it nows’ have sold yet. Tom said it could take months for the dolls to sell, and reminded me how long Bailey was no doubt sitting in the store before I bought her.

Just as soon as I get the last of the 3 Barbie lots, I’m going to auction off what I don’t want. That’ll mount to something like 15-20 dolls, counting Barbie, Christie, Katie, Kelly and Ken, and 50+ pieces of clothing. I may add a Lea and a Midge doll to the scene. We’ll see. I’m looking forward to it either way! Barbie and company sell like crazy so it’ll be no prob.

The Bowflex is up for auction now too, starting at $250. Maybe some sucker will buy it thinking it’ll make them skinny like I thought, till they learn the hard way that you have to practically starve to lose weight and keep it off with exercise simply as an aid and not a main tool. Especially when you’re older. And maybe they’ll think it’ll smooth out their craters which, contrary to popular belief, are more of an age thing than a fat thing.