The darkening skies.

Well, I am trying my best not to freak out right now. It seems the guy who owns the place where we live came back from Thanksgiving and informed me that he and the dude he says is his boyfriend are now engaged. Wonderful, right? No. Because, now I expect him to come to my hubby and myself and inform us that we will have to move out now that they are going to be getting hitched. To make a long story short(er), thanks to my own health taking a nosedive, my hubby being screwed over by his employer, and COVID, we are not in any position to be moving anywhere. We moved half way across the country because we were misled by both him and the company my husband works for. I cannot do anything about this. I do not have magic powers. I cannot 'hit someone up for help'. I told my husband that moving this far away from any safety net was dangerous. (We know no one here except the guy we moved in with and we both come from families who cannot do much to help us in this situation.)

I can tell you this... I will NEVER ignore my instincts or my gut feelings EVER again!

(WTF are we going to do? I KNEW something like this was going to happen! As an astute writer once said, "The boy who cried 'wolf' is a cautionary tale. But, what if the boy had been right the entire time and everyone had just ignored him?"