Hello everyone. I know it's been a little while since my last post. In fact, during the month and a half or so that it was just me and the girls in clinton, I did come on here and post, but mostly I took about 15 minutes every single day and used our digital video camera and did a video blog about how things were going, what was going on, etc. Well ever since being here in pa, I have recorded a video blog a few times but with the whole family being back together, I find it hard to remember to do it. So here's an update. We've been here in PA together for less than 2 months now. About 5 weeks in, which was about a week ago, I hadn't heard from my parents for a little while. I had spoken to my dad before I finally left clinton, and as we were on the road, but I hadn't heard from my mom in months. A lot went down between us and them recently. After not hearing anything from my mom for months, we went to church a week ago from this last sunday, which was like the 5th of november I believe. We went to church, and then afterwards we went to Panera Bread for lunch. While we were there, erin looked at her facebook account, and found out that my mom was logged onto facebook via my sister jessica's account, and was attacking erin publicly on her wall. There were 4 parts to her message, and each part was really long, and basically it was about things like how erin is supposedly ruining my life, how we are slobs, how erin will never be a chef, about how much they financially helped us when we first got out of the military and that we spat in their face. She went on and on even going as far to say that Zoe would be able to come live with them if she needed to but that they would never help us again. It just went on and on, and I finally responded to the post saying "mom, this is inappropriate! You should not be posting any of this publicly! This is something you need to take up with us over the phone or in person but THIS IS NOT RIGHT! You need to appologize to Erin!" Well, it didn't take me long before I noticed that my oldest brother josh, the asshole that he is, had read mom's post and had "liked" it. He then came on to respond to my response and was saying how we are free-loaders, that we should look in the mirror and tell ourselves that we are slobs, that we should be the ones to apologize to mom and dad, bla bla bla. I simply said "whatever josh. You are talking out of your ass." After this went on for a while, remember, it was on the public wall where employers and anybody else could see, I finally came on there and posted that I would not allow them to publicly attack us and say whatever they want about us no matter what they might be upset about. That this was something that should have been discussed between us privately. I said that I was going to block them all so they couldn't continue their rampage against us on a public social networking wall and that I expected an apology for going about things this way before I would ever consider unblocking them on facebook. I then blocked them, which included mom, jessica (since mom can obviously get on her facebook account), josh, and sonia since i wouldn't put it past josh to try to get on sonia's account to say something else. The best part about all this is that my family had my number and erin's number and they could have very easily called to yell at us about whatever they wanted to complain about. Yet, they thought it was ok to go on a public forum and post very hateful stuff about erin first and then me when I told them it was uncalled for. Here's the gist of what the hate was about. They said we left the house trashed. 1) erin wasn't there for the last 6 weeks to 2 months. It was me and the girls. I was having to deal with getting me and the girls moved out here, as well as moving our stuff since erin was out here working her job. It wasn't a small job, especially because dad also wanted me to clear out junk from the house. So here I was packing boxes, getting us all ready to move, doing what I could around the house, but at the same time, was still only on unemployment, and was having issues paying everything that needed to be paid. So, my options were a) not move for a little bit and try to put what money I could away to help, but at the same time I was having trouble paying mom and dad the rent and so I didn't think it was fair for us to stay in the house and keep not being able to pay them. We werent several months behind, I had to pay them september still when we moved out just after october 1st, but I thought that the longer I stayed there without being able to really pay much, it was just going to get worse. So, me and ally and zoe rented a penske truck, the biggest one we could, and I sold my ford truck to help pay for the gas on the trip, and we loaded the truck ourselves *which was mostly me loading it. Ally helped a little bit, but mostly it was her and zoe playing while I loaded the truck. which made the process of packing the truck and trying to get out of the house take what felt like forever*.. So, we started loading the truck up around noon on monday, which was October 1st, and we loaded until about 1AM that night, and we were so wiped out by that point and had so much left to do. I was trying to clean as I went, and was bagging up not just junk that was ours, but junk that was already in the house when we moved in that belonged to mom and dad, but dad had asked me to clear out places like the basement, garage, and attic, but i know he either didn't realize just how much stuff was in the house in those areas, or he just didn't care and thought that we should do it anyway. 1) it cost money to get rid of stuff like that, 2) we didn't have enough to get rid of everything they wanted...2) we had payed out of pocket for things at the house that technically weren't our job... for example, the sun porch when we moved in was jammed full of crap. We put a little bit out there, but mostly there were old beds, junk on the floor, tubs, plastic parts, etc, from one side of the room to the other. It cost us $500 to have 1800gotjunk come out and clear out that room for us, but we paid for it and got it done. And was there a thank you frmo dad whenever he came out and saw the room nice and open and no trash or junk out there? nope. Well while I was packing boxes from stuff we had stored with the stuff already in the basement, I went through stuff that was down there, both ours and theirs and bagged up a ton of stuff. By the time we moved out, I had bagged up a dozen contractor size trash bags and had them out in back of the houes. Because of the money issues, I had not been able to get trash stickers or to take all the bags to the city dump. Then when it was about 5 days before our move date, I sold my truck and so I didn't have the option to try to go to the dump anyway. When it was 1 am, we were all wiped out, and I finally said "ok girls lets just go to bed and get a few hours sleep and we will continue loading then." I had to get online and do school work anyway, and only had an hour to do so, and so I got online with my computer upstairs in our room and i did my post but didn't last much past that because after I got my posts submitted to my class, I crashed hard because i woke up at 6:30 AM, my light still on, and my computer open and I was asleep on the keyboard. I had never done that before. We resumed loading the truck, and I got the playroom/sunporch toys all boxed and into the truck, and cleaned up the sun porch, and then had the yellow room cleared and swept that floor as well, and got the kids beds in the truck as well, then got our bed and furniture in the truck and cleared out the bathroom and got the bathroom shower, tub, sink, toilet and floor cleaned. It came to a point where the truck was almost full and we still had quite a bit to go. I hadn't barely touched the kitchen and i still had boxes in the dining room and zoe's room had her tv and some stuffed animals and stuff, and so i ended up unpacking some of the boxes that were more important and throwing stuff into the back of the truck seperately so that we could at least get them here. When we left, there was a majority of pots and pans still in cabinets and dishes still in the cabinet in the kitchen, and boxes that I was not able to load in the truck that were in the dining room, in the kitchen i realized i still had the sleeve inserts from our dining table. There were some box fans and zoe's tv, plus little stuff here and there. In ally's room and zoe's room and our room, I had a lot to do yet, but we would have been there another day or two and we really had to go because i had money for the trip, but no more food in the house. And so I loaded us up as best I could and we left. The reason i didn't clean more is because dad had told me it didn't matter how much we cleaned, he figured it would be trashed and he was planning to have a cleaning crew come in anyway. So, no matter what I did, it was not going to be enough. So, after the huge argument on facebook and me and erin blocking them and getting rid of the post online, dad was texting me saying I was to unblock them or he was going to do this or that. It went as far as him saying he was going to file charges against me for how we left the house, and stuff like that, and that i would go to jail, bla bla. I told him no i would not, that I hadn't started this argument and that they would apologize first and then we would. Then the next day, again, more threats, and it came to the point where I looked at erin and said 'lets go ahead and change our numbers to local numbers. I don't want to keep getting these threatening texts." I texted dad before hand and told him "we're changing our numbers to a local number, I wont tell you the number just yet, but eventually we will when things calm down. tell mom i'm sorry about all this and that i hope that some day we can put this all in the past.love you dad.' And then we changed our numbers. So there you have it. That's what's going on currently. Till next time.