A sad End in sight

For months now we have worried what we would do if/when Zack didn't get a job when the biz failed. Well, we passed the 5 month mark of no income and up until that point we were up to date on everything except credit cards. Well Zack has now been unemployed and without an income for 8 months (except for the month he worked at the crappy company that down sized him after a month!) We are now behind on our mortgage, unfortunately. And today we got the notice in certified mail that our house is scheduled to be sold on the courthouse steps on September 15th. That is 4 months.
We talked to a lawyer recently and he said we have 14 days from the time of sale to move. He also said we could still have more time after that, if the sale gets delayed for whatever reason or it does not sell on that date because no one buys it. If it gets sold and we refuse to leave, then we have squatters rights (who knew squatters had rights?!) and can be evicted which can take even longer. Interesting in dead. Not that we want to be squatters, but its another way to drag out the process.

We are obviously still hoping for a miraculous job to pop up which makes it possible to pay the $11k we owe (big mortgage) and keep us on track. Unfortunately that probably will not be the reality in this economy.

Chances are very good that we will be moving out of our house late this summer/early fall into a much smaller place. :( I am very depressed right now. I just want to cry. I love this house. It's my house. We picked every single thing that went into it from the colors on the walls to the cabinets colors and carpets. I love this house, the neighborhood and its area.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

I know its just a thing, but I feel like a little bit of my body is being ripped off of me.

I really just have to ask God or whoever, HOW MUCH MORE ARE WE TO TAKE?! Losing a business, a child a house... really!? Is it possible to go through all that in a year? I never would have answered that with a yes... before.

I know I still have much to be thankful for and I am its just... so frustrating!

Anyone wanna buy a house and rent it to me for a ridiculously cheap price?! :/

I guess the upside is we now know what our time frame is. I hate not knowing anything.

In other news, Target is going okay. I am very tired, mostly because I have not been able to get myself to go to bed before 930 most nights. And its very hard work. My whole body is sore, I have blisters and cuts all over my hands and scrapes up and down my arms from opening so many boxes. I will live and it feels good to be doing something.

I just started feeling a bit nauseous a few days ago and hopefully it will stay at that and I won't throw up all the time like I did with Jonathan. Grayson's pregnancy was much easier, so fingers crossed this one will be too. No major headaches yet either so that's a good thing. I really don't want to tell Target until I have to that I am pregnant. For some reason I have been getting the cold/rude/mean shoulder from some of the woman I work with so I don't want to have that on top of it. I think it would just make things worse, maybe make them think I am getting special treatment or something. I don't know. I just don't want it to affect anything. Target says you can come to management with anything without repercussion but I just don't trust things of that nature. People are but human.

Anyway, that's that. thanks for reading.