Seven Days To Move

Yep, that's right!!!! Seven days to leave this fire hazard of a place! Can a landlord really give you seven days to move? Well, can they?! Yes, as I was walking across the street from my mother- in- laws, A big ole truck come by, and I was handed the paper. Yup, the paper stating that we have seven freaken days to move. Nice, very nice! I have been trying very hard to get some help. I called the Salvation Army; left a message earlier today that we need finacial assistance, and that we are on the verge of getting evicted. And I knew this because my mother- in - law told me this earlier today, the landlord's son told her! Isn't that nice? So, needless to say, Ihave been in the most sour of moods today! I don't like blamming, at the same time like everyone else; when LORD when!!!  When will I have peace of mind?! I know you are with me LORD, but when?!!! How much more do I have to suffer?! I have two boys who I love very much, I don't want to let them down, yet I feel like I have! Life is beautiful, but at the same time; it can be something else. It can be what you make of it; I know that much. I have faith, I'm still doing my best to stay really, really strong, especially right now! It's not easy as you all know. Everyone is going through some really hard times. And not everyone is very patient when it comes to money. Even though they don't give you a receipt for every time you pay them. That's right we didn't get no receipts for the times we did pay them. Not that it matters right?! Seven is not a good number for me right now, I keep repeating it over and over, out loud; and in my head (as of right now). So, not that I believe in lucky numbers. I'm just not liking this number seven right now. Well, that is pretty much it everyone. I will get back to you when I can. Gotta get things straighten out, whatever. God Bless, and take care. Goodnight!