The Band Goes Marching On

Life has a funny way of changing rapidly, and sometimes all you can do is hold on for the ride. Life, or fate decided to only give me three days before having to make a decision about whether or not to move in with Jax. Well actually fate decided that I needed to move in with Jax or be homeless with kids. I came home from work and discovered that the electric company was done making any kind of payment arrangements with me. They contacted my landlord directly so that they could turn the service back over into the owner’s name. This of course led to a ten-day eviction notice being posted to my front door.

I felt utterly defeated as I sat on my front porch holding the notice from my landlord in my hand that had been taped to my front door. I had struggled so hard to juggle the bills, and yet I had managed to fail. There was no more juggling, I had lost the game completely. Evidently this was the year for all of my worst fears to come to