Stephen left me this message:
You must be so hopeful right now thinking that the nightmare might soon be over. I really am rooting for you although I know that an unpleasant clean-up awaits you. Still, it'll be great to get your place back.
Thank you Stephen for your kind thoughts. I have to admit that now I am feeling very anxious. The final eviction date is midnight today, the 1st of August. My stomach is tied up in knots so I try not to think about whether or not J has gone. But when the thought slips back into my mind, I feel distinctly queasy.
I so hope that J will just go but I am really afraid that she won't and we will be forced to instigate proceedings. And we just can't afford that. We have had to stop the mortgage payments on the property because now the council have suspended her Housing Benefit, we really can't meet the mortgage payments. We had to make a choice and so consequently we have chosen the house we live in...the roof over our heads. Thus we will now be in arrears with the flat.
If J leaves today, like she is meant to, we can sell quickly and avoid potential repossession. If she drags it out by forcing us to take her to court.....well, the delay could spell disaster for us. And this is why my stomach is in knots.
My husband, usually the worrier between us, has taken the "que sera, sera" approach. He is point blank refusing to allow the flat or anything to do with it to impinge upon his thoughts. He prefers to worry instead about our business. I asked him what his thoughts were about repossession but he just shrugged and said that the lenders (of the mortgage for the flat) would be costing themselves more by forcing repossession when they know that we will be selling the property immediately it becomes empty.
But that doesn't stop me worrying. And feeling sick.
