|Amberwoods Station - a waystation of multiverses with an interestint guide and a lot of twists.|
So, before I get into my question, let's give you a brief update. Life was going fairly well until Thursday, April 19th. Just so you understand, we've lived with roommates for the last 8 years. We know how to get along with them. We've lived with our current batch for 3 years, and they've been friends/business partners of my husband's for 6 years.
Well, on 4/19/18, things went south very, very, VERY fast. One of our roommates - who I'll call T2 - is narcissistic, manipulative, and treats people like crap. T1 - our other roommate - is her boyfriend and is so controlled by her (which he says he likes) that there's no convincing him that she's anything but perfect. The property owner - PO - is T1's dad and is fairly lenient with the Ts, which has always pissed me and my husband off. The situation has always been rather crappy between us for the past three years, but Thursday...Thursday, T2 crossed a line that finally pushed us over the edge.
See, my husband and I are the ONLY ones (outside of PO's retirement/Social Security payments) who are bringing in money. The Ts are playing at starting a business - they swear they're serious - but they're up to three failed businesses in six years and the third (the most recent) cost PO the majority of his retirement (which was a significant amount of money.) My husband and I have ALWAYS been the only ones bringing in ANY kind of income. So for the past 3 years, we've been helping subsidize their lazy arse behavior.
Well, on 4/19/18 I made an offhand comment about not liking some cheap, off brand crap the Ts keep bringing home in place of a more expensive brand that we all actually loved. The Ts love this new brand of stuff, but it's loaded down with sugar and not nearly as healthy as the other stuff. When I told her I wanted her to get me some the next time she went to Costco (a 3 hour round trip my husband and I used to make monthly to feed these lazy arses, before we got jobs out of the house), I'd like her to grab me a couple packages for myself and my husband.
She actually had the gall to go off on me for "stealing money from PO, and how we were such a burden on him by taking money from him for these stupid little luxuries."
Let me remind you - T2 has never worked a day of her life in those 3 years, other than playing at getting the cannabis farm going. She put some weak work into it, but left the bulk of it to my husband. The only thing she did was demand money from PO for things that they didn't really need, demand (and get, since she had no money of her own) money for frivolities like makeup/perfume/new clothes she didn't need but wanted/jewelry she never wears but liked at the time/a new dog she didn't need but wanted because it's her favorite breed of dog. And SHE's accusing ME of stealing money from PO.
I lost it. I got in her face and laid into her. 3 years of pent up hostility came out within the space of 15 minutes. I called her a lying b***h, a narcissistic pain in the arse who lied her way into getting what she wanted and then treating people like crap when they wouldn't give in, a thief, a flat out burden on everyone around her because she was too selfish to do anything other than sit on her butt and play video games/watch movies all day, and take advantage of the fact that my husband and I were willing to put up with this to keep the peace. I told her I was done with it and she could go F herself. I also told her I'd planned on giving her cash to get said product for me because I'm not a f*ing leech like her and actually respect the PO.
She got really pale and as soon as I was done yelling in her face (I've never once raised my voice to ANYONE in that house), she bolted for her room with her lunch. T1 finished getting his and followed her. An hour later - AN HOUR LATER - she came out and didn't even acknowledge that the confrontation had happened. She tried to be all buddy-buddy with me and was completely confused when I wouldn't respond the way she wanted. When I called her on her behavior again and reminded her of my comments? She looked at me, laughed, and said "Oh, that never happened. You must have been dreaming." T1 echoed her.
PO and I shared a look - because he was in the room at that moment, and he'd witnessed my explosion. Her laughter died when she realized that neither PO nor I were laughing or going along with her. She coughed a little and vanished back into her room with T1 in tow.
I'd been using FB Messenger to tell my husband everything over the course of the day. This was one of my days off, while he still had to work. He was fairly pissed off at T2, and reminded me how we'd been putting up with this for 3 years. I explained that's why I snapped. Well, he came home from work and we were hanging out together watching a movie on his computer when T2 messaged him to come see her and "talk business." There was no "Are you free?" No "Hey, can you come here for a minute?" It was a "Get over here now. We need to talk."
My husband rolled his eyes but went over to see what she wanted. I got back to work on my book. A few minutes later I hear shouting. Now, it must be said my husband has raised his voice to both the Ts a few times over the past three years...but not like this. He got progressively louder instead of going quiet until finally the door across the hall (T2's room) slammed shut and he stormed into ours. He threw himself into his computer chair and started telling me what had happened.
She didn't even give him 5 minutes to cool off before T2 was knocking on our door wanting to talk. My husband invited her in. She immediately started in on him, telling him he was rude, disrespectful, and a disgusting human being for expecting her to listen to him when he wouldn't accept what she was telling him without asking questions since it was "her business" and "she knew what she was doing" and even though she and T1 have been trying to get him to help with the sales for their new business, she told him he'd be "useless to the new business because he can't follow orders and won't write a script to stick to."
My husband came out of the chair, got in her face and yelled at her to get out. She actually stepped forward and said no. He loomed over her (he's taller and bigger than her) and screamed at her to get out. T2 turned white and hurried out of the room, slamming the door to our room and then to her room. My husband managed to take a few deep breaths and then went to talk to the PO so he would understand what's going on.
My husband and I have been house/apartment hunting ever since.
Now, here's the issue - the state of Oregon has what you'd call a housing shortage. It's really bad out here on the coast. But we can't move inland because, again, can't afford it. Not to mention we both like our jobs and intend - when we move - to actually buy a house. That'll take time to build up our credit, save money, and we need a rental history to get the bank loan for it. We've already talked to the mortgage officer at our credit union. We can't even get a short term loan to help us with our current predicament since we've only had a real, verifiable bank account since mid March when we started with them in the past 5 years. Prepaid debit cards don't count.
We can handle up to $1000/month in rent and still pay all our bills. That's no problem. It's the deposit that's killing us right now. We need at minimum $3000 to move into a place. And again, no we can't move anywhere cheaper. There is no place cheaper. Even Salem, Corvallis, Tillamook, McMinnville - we're going to have the same issue. PORTLAND has the same issue. (I talk to the tourists who come through my checkstand all the time).
So, here's where the TL;DR ends and my actual reason for the post happens.
I'm opening a shop on Shopify to sell stuff to help promote Amberwoods Station, The Tiger's Keeper, my writing in general, some funny/serious sayings I've come up with, anything I can get to make money fast. I'm ALSO willing to sell your artwork printed on t-shits, cups, mouse pads, cell phone cases, etc. You tell me what you want for those items (within reason, and I'll tell you what the base price is for each), and I'll get you that price. I work through Shopify and a Print On Demand service, so no upfront cost to you and I factor the shipping into the markup so you don't have to pay it.
So, if you're interested, either leave me a comment/message here, or email me at amberwoodsstationATgmailDOTcom to talk business. Please help us get out of our living situation before T2 gets T1 (the PO's son remember) to kick us out. We do have the law on our side, but we can only take so much hostility.