Then, Disaster Struck

Well, things were, or so they seemed, just fine. But they always do to the forgetful. We had for the most part cast away thoughts about all the deep financial problems my family was in, and how they were trying to apply for Bankruptcy. Today I was awoken with a rude reminder: my parents telling me that they could come and repo the house and anything of value to them in or around it (including my car and laptop, things that -I- had bought) at almost anytime. They had started to move valuables out and stash them away with close friends. I was less than thrilled.

Now, a mad dash to scrounge up $500 within the next day or two to file for the Bankruptcy before they come snatch our lives away.