I was totally oblivious when I made the call to my dad two days ago. He had just gotten on the boat, and was flat broke so to speak. He knew it killed me, but it wasn't as bad as I thought. In the end, after a few back and forths between everyone, he offered to pay John (who is kicking us out) $300 just to stay here to the end of the month. $300 is our half of the rent, which we already paid this month...so I'm pretty livid. Anyway, at the end of the month, Dad and Diana will be down here to pick us up. He gets off on the 30th, so the first or second he'll probably be here.
Mother, as it turns out, so far as I know will be homeless. My dad's cousin, MJ, is doing her best to find her a place, and Charlie...eh, I won't get into him. In short, I am so upset lately that I have a hard time eating or sleeping, but I do it anyway.
Anyhoozie, that's the current situation, and I'll keep an update of sorts if anything new goes on.
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