Hello All, Much has gone on here in my life since I last wrote, so I shall do my best to let you know what's been happening. First off: Unfortunately we've had to let go of the house and my car. Second, Emily and Elisha no longer live with us. Third, We're living with the inlaws again. Fourth, Work is actually going very well and I'm enjoying it. Fifth, Bankruptcy. And lastly-- Sixth, Friendships. So, to further explain.... Here goes.... Our (Ryan's and my) debt became larger than our income even with four "capable of working" adults in the house, so first the utility bills got behind... then the mortgage and the car payment... then the rest of our bills. And we couldn't catch up the mortgage or car or other bills because we were just trying to stay on top of the utilities. We, you ask? Ryan and myself. Yes, I had trouble finding a job that would keep me on and work with my medical problems and school schedule.... But when I lost one job, I immediately got out and hunted down another one... and began to work again. I tried to do everything I could to keep OUR hard earned roof -our home- over the heads of Ryan and myself, our 3 "children", the 3 "children" of our housemates, and the 2 housemates themselves. Ryan worked harder than he'd ever worked before, just trying to keep me happy and keep his promise to me that we would never have to move again. As it turns out, discussions of the desperate need of jobs and income/ rent, multiple arguements over house duties with the housemates, and several of my severe depression episodes later, I was FORCED to make the housemates move out quickly... we gave them 3 days. Wherein I became the victim of a cuss out by a family member of one housemate, and later discovered that the same housemate's family believes me to be at complete fault for the housemates having to move out. They seem to believe I had no right to remove the housemates from the house when they were helping with the rent and house duties. I'm not sure where this came about. As far as Ryan and myself are concerned, we did not receive the help the family members believe we received or the house would still be ours. But that is in the past. What's done is done. You would think real true long time friends could survive something like that and not replace each other or demote each other from a status in a celebration.... Anyway, Ryan and myself moved out of the house OURSELVES a week later. And, therefore, moved back in with the inlaws. yaaay... ::sigh:: This is the living situation until the bankruptcy is final. It's not exactly comfortable or ideal, but it will have to do until we can get back on our feet financially again. Which I pray is soon. Had another arguement with Mike. He threatened again to kill me. He told me to get out of his house. No, he didn't tell RYAN to get out... he told ME to get out. I told him as far as I was concerned, as long as Andrea was paying all the bills, it was her house. So, I ended up spending the night with Ryan at my parents house that night. Went to work the next day (first day back- after 2 weeks-- I was waiting for my training for the new production line to start), and when I returned to my parents that afternoon, I had it out with my sister. I told her there were many many people that could see that she did not treat me the same as everyone else. I told her that I was sick of being treated like lower than dirt, that I'm family and have more right within my family than someone outside the family. (Only those who know the story behind that will know what that statement means. *I am respecting privacy*) So, I was really on a roll. And so, work has been pretty good and I'm enjoying it. I'm looking forward to the easy promotions and quick raises. The company works really well with me and my medical needs. I will update as needed. I think I've covered it all. So I'm gonna jet. Ciao, Amy | 
