I am so frustrated and just need to vent for a bit to others who understand what we are going through. We filed Chapter 7 BK and were declared no asset (hooray) and are awaiting discharge in July. We don't anticipate any creditor objections. So that is the one thing that is going well right now.
The problem is that we STILL are having so much trouble with just monthly bills. Our mortgages are reasonable, our car is thisclose to being paid off (only two or three more $200 payments to go), and we have cut every possible expense. My husband's work is erratic and the cost of our health insurance is outrageous. I'm unemployed and desperately searching for a job. Our attorney advised us to wait until after the 341 to search for a job, which means I have only been really searching for about three weeks now, but it's so stressful. This is NOT a good time to be looking for a new job. My education counts against me (I have a masters degree, which I received in December) when looking at low paying jobs; I'm not even considered for those positions. But there is so much competition for positions requiring my level of education and the economy is so poor right now that I am having a tough time. I know it's unreasonable to expect that three weeks will have me having a job, but I'm tired of family members asking me how my job search is going and if I have something yet. I really need to work, partly because we really need the money and partly because I am losing my mind with not working. I do volunteer work with a rape crisis center, so that keeps me fresh in my field, helps others, fills in the gap in my resume (and then some, since I have been doing that for 2.5 years), and gives me an awesome reference from the Executive Director there. I had a job interview last week but it was WAY too far to drive every day and was super low paying (almost minimum wage). I have two job interviews next week (fingers crossed) and I pray something will come out of at least one of them.
On top of all the job search and the not being able to pay our monthly bills, our property taxes arrived early this year. Sigh. We don't have $2000 laying around and we don't have any way to get it, so I guess they will have to be late. I just don't see anything else we can do about it. We don't have anything left to sell and we don't have any money. Without me working, we don't have a way to get that much money, and even if I started work tomorrow, we still wouldn't have enough to pay the first installment on time.
In addition to the problems with our finances, I am dealing with both sets of parents making rude and invasive comments and constant lectures. If one more parent (mine or my husbands) makes one more comment about our roof I am going to lose what remains of my civility and scream and curse until they get the picture that I don't want to hear it anymore. WHY on Earth do they keep talking about our roof? We KNOW that our roof needs fixed desperately. Hello, we live here! And we got the message the first 500 times it was "mentioned" to us. They act like we have some secret stash of thousands of dollars laying around somewhere that we are saving for something frivolous. Hell, we can't even pay our mortgage on the due date this month, it's going to be a few days late (though technically still in the grace period). My husband is even donating plasma at a pay center, which I would do too but I can't.
I am also so sick of the lectures and the comments. I know, I know, many on here say that parents always worry about their kids, yada yada yada. That may be so in some circumstances, but our parents are not worrying about us...they are judging us and there is a world of difference. Concern would be fine, but the judgmental comments have got to stop. I have tried to kindly talk to my parents about stopping with the comments and they just keep on going. I have even hung up on my mother when she wouldn't stop, I just abruptly said I had to go and hung up. The next time I talked to her the same thing started up again. It is so bad that I won't even talk to her without someone else there, so she is less likely to make her comments (she doesn't say these things in front of my husband and she tones it down when my dad is there). As for my inlaws, I have not seen them for months now because of all this. I'm supposed to see them tomorrow, and I already told my husband I am DONE with their crap. If they start up, I will leave, and he can get a ride home from them or call me to be picked up when he is ready to leave. ARGH! It is just so frustrating.
Things have been so bad with the lectures that I had pretty serious health problem last year and my doctor insisted I go back to see my cardiologist. My own mother threw a fit that I shouldn't do that because we couldn't afford it, blah blah blah. (We have insurance, and she knows that.) Keep in mind that they only reason they knew we were having financial troubles was because the creditors kept harassing them to try to shame us into paying. I mean, I love my mom and all, but how do you say that a mother loves a daughter when she tries to keep her from seeking necessary medical care to handle potentially serious problems? That still hurts when I think about it. Unfortunately, my health situation caused me to lose my job at the end of last year (and I loved that job too, sniff sniff). I had told my husband that when he told his parents that I lost my job he had better make clear to them that I would not be tolerating hateful comments. He did tell them that, but FIL came to MY house and yelled at me for being so irresponsible and informed me that sick or not, I should have gone to work. Never mind that something was really wrong and I couldn't even stand up. In my own house that man pulled that stunt, while my husband sat silently beside me, unwilling to stand up to his father to defend his wife. That was right before Christmas, right after I had lost my job, and I haven't seen FIL since. When I called my husband on not sticking up for me, he said he thought I could take care of myself. I told him that next time I WILL take care of myself, and I will do it by telling that (words I should not actually put here) that he can get his (more words I shouldn't actually put here) out of my house and never come back! Can you see why I anticipate problems when I have to see him tomorrow?
I'm sorry this was so long and rambling, but I really needed to vent. It helps to have others who understand and who have been in similar situations. I feel much better now. Best wishes to all.
The problem is that we STILL are having so much trouble with just monthly bills. Our mortgages are reasonable, our car is thisclose to being paid off (only two or three more $200 payments to go), and we have cut every possible expense. My husband's work is erratic and the cost of our health insurance is outrageous. I'm unemployed and desperately searching for a job. Our attorney advised us to wait until after the 341 to search for a job, which means I have only been really searching for about three weeks now, but it's so stressful. This is NOT a good time to be looking for a new job. My education counts against me (I have a masters degree, which I received in December) when looking at low paying jobs; I'm not even considered for those positions. But there is so much competition for positions requiring my level of education and the economy is so poor right now that I am having a tough time. I know it's unreasonable to expect that three weeks will have me having a job, but I'm tired of family members asking me how my job search is going and if I have something yet. I really need to work, partly because we really need the money and partly because I am losing my mind with not working. I do volunteer work with a rape crisis center, so that keeps me fresh in my field, helps others, fills in the gap in my resume (and then some, since I have been doing that for 2.5 years), and gives me an awesome reference from the Executive Director there. I had a job interview last week but it was WAY too far to drive every day and was super low paying (almost minimum wage). I have two job interviews next week (fingers crossed) and I pray something will come out of at least one of them.
On top of all the job search and the not being able to pay our monthly bills, our property taxes arrived early this year. Sigh. We don't have $2000 laying around and we don't have any way to get it, so I guess they will have to be late. I just don't see anything else we can do about it. We don't have anything left to sell and we don't have any money. Without me working, we don't have a way to get that much money, and even if I started work tomorrow, we still wouldn't have enough to pay the first installment on time.
In addition to the problems with our finances, I am dealing with both sets of parents making rude and invasive comments and constant lectures. If one more parent (mine or my husbands) makes one more comment about our roof I am going to lose what remains of my civility and scream and curse until they get the picture that I don't want to hear it anymore. WHY on Earth do they keep talking about our roof? We KNOW that our roof needs fixed desperately. Hello, we live here! And we got the message the first 500 times it was "mentioned" to us. They act like we have some secret stash of thousands of dollars laying around somewhere that we are saving for something frivolous. Hell, we can't even pay our mortgage on the due date this month, it's going to be a few days late (though technically still in the grace period). My husband is even donating plasma at a pay center, which I would do too but I can't.
I am also so sick of the lectures and the comments. I know, I know, many on here say that parents always worry about their kids, yada yada yada. That may be so in some circumstances, but our parents are not worrying about us...they are judging us and there is a world of difference. Concern would be fine, but the judgmental comments have got to stop. I have tried to kindly talk to my parents about stopping with the comments and they just keep on going. I have even hung up on my mother when she wouldn't stop, I just abruptly said I had to go and hung up. The next time I talked to her the same thing started up again. It is so bad that I won't even talk to her without someone else there, so she is less likely to make her comments (she doesn't say these things in front of my husband and she tones it down when my dad is there). As for my inlaws, I have not seen them for months now because of all this. I'm supposed to see them tomorrow, and I already told my husband I am DONE with their crap. If they start up, I will leave, and he can get a ride home from them or call me to be picked up when he is ready to leave. ARGH! It is just so frustrating.
Things have been so bad with the lectures that I had pretty serious health problem last year and my doctor insisted I go back to see my cardiologist. My own mother threw a fit that I shouldn't do that because we couldn't afford it, blah blah blah. (We have insurance, and she knows that.) Keep in mind that they only reason they knew we were having financial troubles was because the creditors kept harassing them to try to shame us into paying. I mean, I love my mom and all, but how do you say that a mother loves a daughter when she tries to keep her from seeking necessary medical care to handle potentially serious problems? That still hurts when I think about it. Unfortunately, my health situation caused me to lose my job at the end of last year (and I loved that job too, sniff sniff). I had told my husband that when he told his parents that I lost my job he had better make clear to them that I would not be tolerating hateful comments. He did tell them that, but FIL came to MY house and yelled at me for being so irresponsible and informed me that sick or not, I should have gone to work. Never mind that something was really wrong and I couldn't even stand up. In my own house that man pulled that stunt, while my husband sat silently beside me, unwilling to stand up to his father to defend his wife. That was right before Christmas, right after I had lost my job, and I haven't seen FIL since. When I called my husband on not sticking up for me, he said he thought I could take care of myself. I told him that next time I WILL take care of myself, and I will do it by telling that (words I should not actually put here) that he can get his (more words I shouldn't actually put here) out of my house and never come back! Can you see why I anticipate problems when I have to see him tomorrow?
I'm sorry this was so long and rambling, but I really needed to vent. It helps to have others who understand and who have been in similar situations. I feel much better now. Best wishes to all.
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