Shelter Life: Day 19

image

It’s been a few days since I wrote.  Life is beyond boring here. The kids are all miserable now because the wonder of a new place has worn off. The weather has been rainy which means being stuck in our room. There are no common areas that you can take the kids to play in. With the colder weather beginning I have no idea how to keep everyone occupied.

image

We’re still waiting on the “deep cleaning” of our room and a new door for our bathroom.  The door we have now has a big gap at the top letting steam escape and it sets off the smoke detector.  I decided to lift our mattress because I was told many people hide contraband items under the box spring (within a box style frame) and between the mattress and box spring because they never search there, I was disgusted.  I didn’t find anything that we’d get in trouble for,  but I did find like 15 unopened condoms. Our shower and tub is growing black mold, but nothing has been done to get rid of it. I can’t remember the last time housekeeping came in, I think sometime last week.  She knocked the board out of place that holds the sink up, luckily I noticed it before it crashed down on top of the kids.

image

I am beginning to lose sight of the future.  Hope is fading that we’ll be transferred.  I have my appeal for transfer on Thursday and will most likely get a yes, but some have been here for six months to a year after getting their yes. I keep reminding myself once we transfer I can return to work and we can get out of this system,  but it’s hard to envision it when you’re stuck in one small,  dirty room every day.

image

Shelter Life: Day 8

It’s been a few days since I posted. We got to escape on Sunday, my mother and grandmother took us apple picking and to lunch.  It was a good day, but I was so distracted being away I forgot to take pictures. Kaleb was in apple heaven and every time I saw him he was eating one.

Yesterday I headed into work. I hated having to leave everyone here, but my boss needed me and we need the money.  It was a miserable day weather wise and it felt like I’d been gone for months. I tried to jam pack as much work in as I could in the 10 hours I was there. I love my job, but being that far away from them scared me.

I promised to tell a bit about the conditions here. The pictures speak more words than I ever could, but I’ll explain a little.  We arrived to a room that they must not have cleaned. Trash behind the bed, stained bedding and the smell,  oh the smell.  The previous tenant had a service dog that we now learned from our neighbors was taken out maybe once a day and locked in the bathroom.  The whole room smelled of dog and very strong paint, so bad that the bathroom door still remains closed. It is slowly going away, but using the bathroom makes you feel stoned.