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My income has dropped drastically over the past 18 months, almost all my clients are struggling, few have been able to pay me, nothing is going right. I’ve lost my car, my phone(s), cable tv, internet, furnishings, and on Thursday July 26 2007, I lost my home. Thank God I don’t have children in my care at the moment.

I tried to get an extension on the back payments but I was a day late and a dollar short. Story of my life. It was rough moving out. The day before I tried cutting a deal that would save my butt but it was a no go. Very close, but still a no go. The eviction meeting was in south Mississauga and I could barely even come up with the bus money to get there on time to defend myself. I used a transfer for the ride home, which was very difficult for me. And it took like 4 hours which was extra annoying. There was a bizarre crazy man on the bus making noise to make things worst for us all.

I sold as much stuff on kijiji as I could, for a fraction of the price. The TV Was the only thing sold at a reasonable $250. Anyway, I used that money in anticipation for moving out on the early morning of the 26. I was up at 4am.

Packing a small suitcase with my valuables and the rest of the stuff I could carry in garbage bags. I don’t have a car, and little money and no resources for a moving truck and nowhere to go so I’ve had to forfeit much of my furniture, including my very first sofa, a futon I purchased from Ikea – I saved up 6 months for that in the 90’s, when I was a youngster. While I was moving out my stuff, I put my bike outside for about 5 minutes hoping to use it for transportation and it got stolen, haha.

Unfortunately because of my transportation or lack thereof I could only take what I could carry, and that included a couple of valuables and just the clothes on my back.

I’ve moved 5 times in the last 5 nights. I’m now living literally day by day in a discount crack motel with no internet and crack heads walking around yelling at 3 am. I wore the same socks, underwear, pants and shirt for about 6 days. It was so gross. I got some money together after a few days and got socks and underwear from a discount store.

It was very hard saying goodbye to my great paintings, furniture, my desk, my beloved plants. I’m literally using my pennies to survive right now. I had to look around for pennies on the ground just to get bus money to get to Toronto to pickup a clients payment so I could get it right away instead of waiting for it to come to me. I haven’t looked around for pennies on the ground since I was a child hoping to gather up enough to play a RoadBlaster video game at the convenience store on Rockhill Road. I gathered up enough for a one way trip on the bus. I picked up my pay, cashed it right away at some store, had a real meal, purchased supplies, and here I am, sitting at my computer typing this. This room is tiny and doesn’t have air conditioning, it’s sweltering so my shirt is off. There’s no fridge so I can’t store food. Druggies are in the hallway throwing stuff at doors and yelling. This is a bad situation.

After 6 full years I’ve read the Richard Wurmbrand issue of Voice of the Martyrs. A magazine I’ve been carrying with me for 6 years. It helps to put things in perspective. I’m also thanking God that all the missions projects that I’m involved in, I’ve funded them already for the year, so I won’t have to default on anything but I won’t be doing anything new for a while. There’s a store nearby that sells samosas, a delicious food for about $2, which is my daily budget for food at the moment. Dollar store food also. I’m surviving day by day and it’s not easy. This is a bad situation.

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