Tomorrow morning at 11am my family and I will be evicted, unless I can miracle up £2500. I've buried my head in a hell of a lot of sand and now it's too late. I'll lose my home, my family, my husband. All because I have no clue how to handle money. I could blame dh, because he likes to spend, I could blame my parents for never teaching me how to budget. But the truth is I could have learnt how to do these things myself instead of expecting people to bail me out.
I am bereft and I do not know which way to turn now. I'm waiting to get the DC to bed and dh off to work to ring my parents and let them know. I don't expect they will be able to help me with so little notice. But at least I can have a good cry.
Clearly the DC can feel my stress as they are all acting up. But I shall have to face the reality somehow. Finally I cannot walk away.