Carpet Tags

I am the custodial parent of 3 children, a daughter that's 17, and 2 boys, 14 and 9. I have been divorced for 3yrs. now, tending to the everyday needs, for my children and their school activities. My ex-wife had turned diabetic, from giving birth to the children and had fallen into a severe case of post-pardon depression, due to the diabetic condition that had worsened as the children were born, which turned her to alcohol. As most of us know, alcohol and diabetes do not mix, at first I was unaware, of how severe this can be, but as time progressed, we could see the roller-coaster personality shine through. After hearing from others about the way some things were being handled by her, such as pinning them down on the ground, to brush their teeth, or ripping a brush through my daughters hair in the morning before school, I needed to do something about it. This was hard to see at first, since I was at work everyday on a 45-50hr. work week. One particular event, that has been a soar spot with my daughter, was a few days before Christmas, when she was helping decorate the tree and had started to put the tinsel on before the ornaments. Her mom, was into about her 2nd drink, which had brought her sugar-level up, started screaming at her about putting the ornaments on first, and just about ripped her arms off, tearing the tinsel out of her hands!!! Last year, was the first year, after spending many hours with her, that she was brave enough to help decorate the tree.

My oldest son, now 14, has had some very bad experiences, that had put so much stress on him that he started pulling his hair out, until he was completely bald on top of his head !!! The stress was caused by being constantly screamed at for things, that he was even doing. The last thing that really broke the camels back was, when he was trying to restrain his mother during a delirious diabetic overload of sugar, which had skyrocketed, to over 600. She began kicking him, until she kicked him right down the steps and he had to come back up and body slam her down on the floor, we all saw the UGLIER side of diabetes that night !!!!! The E.R. was called in and they strapped her down on a stretcher, deemed her delusional, then rushed her off to the hospital. Their mother decided after that happened, that it would be a good idea to leave the family and doesn't have much contact with her children. I've spent a lot of time with them, working through some of the traumatic episodes, that they encountered and have lost a lot of time for employment. Now that I have been unemployed for quite sometime and being a man in this position, getting assistance or help is almost impossible. I get the feeling that men with children are discriminated, there are no programs in place by the government for men with children. I am now up against all odds, the roof on our house needs to be shingled, every time it rains we see piles of gravel on the ground and my vehicle is on it's last leg. The utilities are always in shut off status and I'm now falling into foreclosure, due to being behind on the house payments for heavens sake, let alone the kids being sick from time to time, because of the old and deteriorating carpet in our house, so I'm being told by the doctors.

PLEASE HELP ME SOMEBODY, I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO OR WHERE TO GET THE
MONEY TO MAKE THE LIVES OF MY CHILDREN ANY BETTER !!!

I AM A SURVIVOR OF DV.I HAVE 6 .CHILDREN.AGES 8,5,TWO 3 YEAR OLDS,1,AND A 4 MONTH OLD.I RECENTLY JUST LOST MY MOTHER IN OCTOBER 2011.SHE WAS THE ONLY SUPPORT SYSTEM I HAD.I HAVE NO OTHER CLOSE RELATIVES THAT LIVE NEAR ME.I WAS FORCED TO LEAVE EVERYTHING THAT I OWNED BEHIND.EVEN MY JOB.I RELOCATED TO ANOTHER CITY.MY NEW LANDLORD LET ME MOVE IN WITH WHAT I HAD AND IS LETTING ME GET THE REST OF THE MONEY ASAP.I HAVE NOTHING IN MY HOUSE.I KEEP MY FOOD OUTSIDE TO STAY COLD.MY CHILDREN AND I ARE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR.MY 4 MONTH OLD GET RASHES FROM THE CARPET.I AM CURRENTLY SEEKING EMPLOYMENT.BUT NOTHING HAS CAME ALONG YET.I GET WELFARE BUT IT IS NOT ENOUGH FOR MY,BILLS,AND KIDS.WE DONT EVEN HAVE TRANPORTATION TO GET AROUND.SO PLEASE FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO HELP ME AND MY FAMILY ASAP PLEASE AND THANK YOU

My husband and i have hit some hard times recently. We have been together for 7 years but only got married last august and we have 2 young children togetherFirst we got behind on rent which we have been trying so hard to pay back then my husband lost his car (which he needs to get to and from work) due not being able to make finace payments so we had to buy a cheaper car outright in cash which put us behind even further with household bills. We also have been wanting to move for a long while now because ideally we've been longing for a 3 bed house and so that my husband doesn't have to travel so far for work, therefore saving money on fuel. We started applying with local authority housing associations and hve now been offered a 3 bed house in an ideal location. The only problem is we have to move in two weeks and we have to give four weeks notice for leaving our current home and so rent will over lap for 2 weeks which is all we need with already owing rent we need to carpett it in most rooms (taking what carpet we can from current home) and now my husband has informed me that the MOT on his car is going to cast way more than expected. Any help at all would be greatly recieved

My flat has been hit with damp. I have been on the sick for 5months with less than £100 a month. All of my clothes have mold growing on them from the wardrobe and others (I stopped putting things in the wardrobe because of this) that I ended up having to store on the floor away from where I thought the mold and damp was, have been attacked by it also. It seems the damp has spread under the carpet to cover 3/4 of the bedroom floor. All I ask is for clothes donations, I'm not fussy. I am a size 12 (UK) top and size 14 (UK) bottom. Anything will be a great help! Please e-mail me at renniechbby@aol.com. Thank you in advance!

hi i am a single man of 51 unemployed i have just moved into a council flat and i need living room bedroom bathroom and stair carpet a washing machine a cooker and paint and a small sette items can be brought second hand so if any one can help with any small donation of 30 pence to 1.pound every littel helps and be gratfully received or if someone has got the items i need that would of great help thanks

Hi, my name is Neil and i have been out of work for over a year, I am a hard worker and willing to learn anything, i have a daughter and am living with my parents , I want to work so please someone give me a chance,I have worked in customer service, cashier, carpet cleaning and many other jobs. I have no money coming in right now, so if anyone has a job for me email me at neil209@live.com Thank You, I live in mariposa, California Thanks so much

I currently work for a carpet installer who is going to relocate soon which will leave me out of a job. I need help in raising enough money so I can get my own truck and tools required for carpet installation. I would be able to work through the company he currently gets work through, I just need some help getting there.

Hi, it's just my husband and I and we've been living paycheck to paycheck which becomes increasingly frustrating. I have a part time job, not having much success finding anything full time. My husband works for a carpet installer and hasn't had much work over the holidays. Our mortgage is coming up and even though we are not even a month behind yet, the mortgage company already sent us a letter with an auction notice if we don't pay our december mortgage by january 9. So if anyone can help us, with any amount no matter how small, we would greatly appreciate it because it would be helping us out a lot. We look forward to being able to pay it forward. Thank you for listening and happy new year.

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
Hospital

My almost 19 year old son, who is autistic and nonverbal, and is not potty trained, needs a full size mattress terribly. He is not toilet trained, and has wet the bed so often I cannot clean it anymore. He has broken the box springs and frame compelty,but my husband has fashioned a frame out of 2 x 4's. His disability causes him to have extreme agression, and he continually breaks windows, makes holes in walls, tears up his clothing, unravels carpet, tore up laminate flooring,so many things. In one week he tore up 5 pair of shorts and 6 shirts, and 6 pair of socks. He even does it at school. He tore up 3 sets of sheets just last month. He wears adult diapers, which cost a lot. The state does give him medicaid, but they only pay for about 1/2 the diapers he uses a month. I am at my wits end trying to keep up with it. Currently there are 6 fairly large holes in the hallway, three in his bedroom, 2 in the dining room, we keep patching them but he keeps making them. I was laid off my job as a special ed aide in 2008, and then I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I am currently in remission, but the medical bills are staggering and we are two months behind in rent. We owe $297 to the electric bill and only have 5 days to pay it. My husband has been looking for a second job, but he works long and odd hours and it is hard. I have tried everything to get caught up, but everything keeps happening, car repairs on our 2000 impala cost over $400, we can't get it registered because it won't pass emissions, besides our disabled son we also have a 13 year old. I don't know where else to turn.I need $1500 for rent, $300 for the electric bill, and am desperate for a new mattress or bed for my son. If anyone can help, I would be so thankful, and be sure to pass on the blessings to someone else whenever I get the chance. Thank you so much.

It all started 5 years ago on June 17, 2006. . .a day I will remember for the rest of my life. It was the day before Fathers Day and we were driving with our 14 month old son to his grandmothers house when and SUV ran a stop sign slamming into us causing our vehicle to roll landing upside down. They say my fiance (my sons father) was partially ejected and killed instantly.

He didn't have life insurance, and since we were only engaged, there were no survivors benefits and so it was just me, my 14 month old, two dogs, and an old house built in 1927 and a laundry list of repairs that needed to be done.

After my fiance died, I think a part of me just shut down. There was so much to deal with. . .working full time, being a single parent with no support. All my family lives 6 hours away, and my fiances family never wanted anything to do with us and after the accident all communication stopped and I was alone.

So, I shut the doors to the upstairs of our two bedroom Cape Cod, and made my bed on the Living Room couch so that I could rock my son in his bouncy chair everytime he woke at night. . .on average 4 times a night.

I did the best I could over the years. During all this my Dad was a huge emotional support for me. We talked every day, he encouraged me to stay strong and I did the same for him (he was diagnosed with milodisplastic syndrome in 2005)his blood transfusions really took a toll on him and his physical weakness really depressed him. I know he worried about me alot because I would always call him for advise on how to fix things or ask him questions about car stuff. He was my rock and he died October 4, 2008 from complications with pneumonia. He was buried on his birthday October 8 when he would have been 56.

His death is still hard to handle. My rock my best friend and advisor was gone and now I realized I was truly alone. Not only did I not have anyone to help me with my son, or with the house or the car, but now I didn't have anyone I could really talk to that could just listen and be my guide.

All this happened so suddenly. My now 3 year old son and I stayed up North for a week after my Fathers death. There was a lot of planning and funeral arrangements to be made that during the midst of all this, 6 hours away in my little Cape Cod were the two dogs. . .Joe, a shepard and chow mix, and Rex, a shepard and Rotti mix left to their own devices. All I could do was pray that the damage wouldn't be too terrible.

I tried calling a neighbor to check on the dogs, but in our unexplained absence the dogs became extremely protective of the house and wouldn't let anyone it.

When we finally came home, there was definately a mess. I had to rip up all the carpet by myself the stench was horrible and the dust and dirt under the padding from 10 year old carpet caused more than one sinus infection. After a month I had all the carpet ripped up and have not been able to replace it.

After working and saving and with help from my Mom, in 2009 I was able to hire a Contractor that had been highly recommended to me by a friend of mine. He raved about how great they were and what a good job they did for him. We had a contract for about $19,000. This was to replace all the windows, replace the kitchen cabinets, new countertop, appliances, paint, everything the house needed after being neglected for over 10 years. So they came and painted and left. Six months later they came back with 5 of the 13 windows, installed the windows, but left the casements on the inside open and torn leaving exposed the Lead Paint and the original wood framing. Then in August 2009, they had the kitchen cabinets delivered to my house and they were stored outside on the porch. I called and called to find out when they would be put in, and no response. They stayed outside through the Fall and through the winter when we got three feet of snow and I called and begged and sent text messages and one day their phone number was disconnected. Then in June 2010 they called me!! They would come install the cabinets. So they came and tore out the stove and the kitchen sink and installed the cabinets and put a slab on granite down so I could have a work area and said they would be back with the stove and dishwasher and sink. They never came back. So I had kitchen cabinets and no stove, no sink, no dishwasher. Then in July, Rex, the Rotti Shepard mix got really sick. The vet said he was starting kidney failure. They kept him and did IV treatment and got his kidneys functioning and they said he need a bland diet of boiled chicken and rice. I had no stove. I tried calling the contractors I yelled, I begged, I sent text messages and finally out of desparation I went and bought the cheapest stove I could just to be able to boil water for my dog.

The dog survived, but his survival was short lived. In October 2010 on the anniversary of my Fathers death, I had to put the dog to sleep. He was suffering from the samething my father had. He couldn't produce red blood cells anymore and would have to live off of blood transfusions. One of the hardest choices I've ever made.

Now here we are in 2011. Memorial Day I almost lost my now 6 year old son in a near drowning incident at a friends pool. Thank God the husband knew CPR and was able to revive him. He stayed overnight in ICU for monitoring but he is now a happy healthy 1st grader.

Me. . .I'm barely keeping it together. I can't afford to take care of my home. The carpet was never replaced and there is a horrible draft in the Winter and the Lead Paint is still exposed. The upstairs windows are leaking and there are water spots on the ceiling. There is a 4" crack in the basement foundation wall that goes all the way down the wall and across the basement floor to the other side of the house. I was told that the footing is slipping and that it was only a matter of time before the house caved. The gutters are falling off the house from age and the deck rails are falling off. I fear for our safety, but mostly, I'm afraid for my son. I want to give him a safe and healthy environment, but I need help.

Please, if there is anyone out there that can help us, I would be eternally grateful. In the meantime, I will keep praying and belive that everything happens for a reason.

My girlfriend will be returning from the military soon and I'd like her to come back to a house she would like to live in. Except this place needs help, a lot of it. The carpet is thrashed, the garage doors are falling apart I won't risk opening one of them for fear it will disintegrate. Someone did a BAD paint job done to all of the trim and kitchen cabinets, try as I might, I just can't polish that turd. Lots of little things that just need money, time and sweat. I've put in the time, I've given the sweat, I just don't have the money to fix and replace things that are beyond patching and cleaning. I want to ask this girl to marry me, but I just can't do it till I have a home that would make her happy to live in.

hi i am a single working mom with four kids,i am living in a house that is filling with black mold,the house's sewage keeps backing up into my sons room flooding it out, i had to remove the carpet because of the stench,now it is cement, all winter long i had squirrels eating holes through my ceilings trying to come into my bathrrom, and kitchen,from the attic were they have been living,long story short, my landlord is a slumlord and is taking forever to fix it, i havent paid the rent and am NOT paying it because i REALLY NEED to move , i need 2 months security on a place that i found, i really need help, i have no one on this earth other then my kids, social services said i make $67.00 to much for them to help me..

Hello,
I am a single mother struggling with two children. Ages 11 and the baby 11 months old. I am a full-time student in college obtaining my bachelors degree in february of 2012. I've worked all my life; never imagined myself in a position where i couldn't provide for myself or my children. I set goals and high expectations for myself and now that my life is at a standstill, i find myself falling into a depression, granted i am going to school but it's hard to concentrate on my studies with all that's going on in my personal life. I pray to God day and night, but i understand he must have a plan for me, i truly believe that what doesn't break you will only make you stronger. i am a person that was the one to help others if they needed, but now that the shoe is on the other foot i don't see these people anymore, i have no family or friends that can help me in my situation right now.

We live on a fixed income, not enough to make ends meet. i buy what i can but it doesn't last more than two weeks, then baby needs pampers or more milk or we run out of food and i have to humble myself to ask the manager at the supermarket for store credit. Paying him back is still shortening us.

I can't afford to buy my son a crib, since he's grown out of the bassinet, he's been sleeping with me and has fell off the bed at least five times, thank God he wasn't hurt, Thank God for carpet, i have spoken to social services and other charities requesting a crib because i can't afford it and they've told me that i don't fit the criteria, i'd have to be leaving a shelter into an apartment or i'd have to be a victim of a fire where my belongings were all destroyed. It's unreal, but i'm fighting it now.

It hurts when you can't give your children the things they need. My oldest is walking around with the sad face because she see's what i'm going through. She doesn't ask me for anything..., not like she use to. but she tells me that she understands and she's patient because she knows it will get better. She says this because she see's i'm out everyday i'm only home when the kids are home, i'm in school monday thru friday if not in class then in the study hall. MY daugher sleeps alot now and i'm praying she's not seeping into a depression. I talk to her on a daily basis and try to do fun things like go to the park or take a walk around the neighborhood but it doesn't seem like it's working. she's becoming quiet and it's bothering me, i'm considering counseling for her. she's going through alot for an 11 year old and she shouldn't be, but i always tell her she's my trooper and i need for her to be strong right now, she's angry...., i know she is and it probably has to do alot with her father for not helping us and for a few other reasons, but i explain to her that how can he help us when he can't help himself.

School time is coming around again and i have no money to get my daughter what she needs. Baby boy is beginning to grow out of his clothing and i'm worrying and stressing. I am a honest person, a respectful person..., the kind of soul that would do what i can to help sum 1 else and in my current situation, i have. i remember just a few weeks ago it was this woman who looked to be about eight months pregnant sitting in front of mcdonalds holding a sign up that read something like "we're hungry can you please help". i gave five dollars knowing i needed it, but i just couldn't see a pregnant woman not feeding herself and her baby...., as a mother i couldn't see it. And if she was running a scam, then God will deal with her, but at least i know i did what i felt in my heart was the right thing.

I've tried high and low to look for legitimate work at home jobs while i'm in school to help supplement my fixed income but i've run into nothing but scams.

I am asking for a kind hearted individual to please help us. I've never done anything like this before. I had come across this website while searching 4 work at home opportunities, and maybe this is God's way of answering our prayers. This is a temporary situation and once i get myself back on my feet i vow to myself and my kids that we will never be put in this situation again, i'll save..., i'll do what i have to. This hurts so bad.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story, if you've read this far then it means your a caring person. God Bless you.

I am medically disabled, and am able to squeak by on regular monthly expenses. But I am living in a 'fixer-upper' that has not been fixed.

1/2 of my flooring is ripped up due to mold. I can't replace it, so cracked concrete is what I have to walk on. The rest of the carpet is disgusting from what the prior owners did to it.

I cannot move, as my mortgage is really low.

It costs 10K to renovate one of these 30+ year old units (condo) (800 sq. feet) not including things like the A/C (also needs replacing) and the stove.

In the 6 years I have lived here I have managed to save enough to replace the water heater when it rusted out, and the disposal for the same reason.

Otherwise, if this were a rental unit and I had a landlord, he'd be a 'slum lord' as these are not proper living conditions for me and my precious dog.

I am a 38 year old single mom of a 3 year old boy. The last year has been super difficult for us, and it seems like the rain is never going to stop. I have been off work on disability since June 26, 2010, due to heart problems. I was born with a heart defect and had to have open heart surger at 3 1/2 years old. Last year, scar tissue from the surgery began causing serious heart issues. During the course of figuring out what excactly was wrong with my heart, I had 2 different two day trips to the hospital, 3 emergency room visits, numerous doctor appointments, copays, prescriptions, changed prescriptions etc that have costed several hundred dollars in copays (almost $1000). In addition to that, due to paperwork problems at work, my disability was delayed by almost three months, so I fell behind on my rent and utilities.

During the time I had no income, I borrowed $3000 from my Mother to pay my rent and bills. Unfortunately, due to a loss of income herself, she is no longer able to help me. I also ended up borrowing $400 from my Grandparents to repair the head gasket on my only vehicle. I ended up moving to a cheaper place because the utilities were included and after living there 3 months, the owner of the house decided not to pay the utilities and let the power get shut off and refused to have them turned back on, even though I have sleep apnea and have to use a CPAP machine at night. I had a cardiac ablation done on March 25, 2011. The power was turned off 3 days later, on March 28th. It has been a full month and the power is still off. I cannot turn the utilities on in my name because there are two houses on the same meter, so if I got the utilities in my name, I would have to pay for both houses.

I found another place to move to, but spent hundreds of dollars in gas, moving truck rental fees, storage unit fees and moving help. On one of my moving trips, the drive line snapped on my Ford Explorer. I had to pay $250 to get it repaired. Eight days later the altenator went out and I had to get that replaced, which cost me $175. The mechanic told me that my battery was also bad, so I had to pay another $45 for a new battery.

On top of that, the house that I am moving out of was broken into yesterday and several items were stolen. I am a Certified Massage Therapist and my Massage Chair was stolen, along with a weedeater, my mothers Hoover carpet cleaner, my vacuum cleaner, my kodak printer, various household goods, about 35 old nintendo games, a bunch of art supplies for my son and almost all of my son's toys were stolen. 3 large moving boxes full of toys were taken out of his room. I have been working on moving all month long, but I had no one to help me and after just having surgery I was only able to do so much every day. I still have more to move this weekend.

I am sorry this is so long, I am just don't know where else to go. The kicker is, I have renter's insurance, but my work stopped paying the premiums 3 months ago and I was only notified on Wednesday, the 27th of April. So, since my premiums haven't been paid, I am not covered. I am looking to get some help so I can pay back my Grandparents, pay back my Mom and replace my sons toys and my massage chair. Any help would be greatly appreciated!

I feel lower than low today, because the first time in my life I resort to charity, but its the only thing that I have left to try. A short while ago everything was fine. I was not rich by any means, but we got by on hard work and low expenses. For many years my father saved up to help me get an education and I went to university for my first year. Then these holidays I came home for the first time in a year. The next day while we were out visiting family, an extention leet shorted out and set our livingroom carpet on fire. We were phoned by the neighbor and told that our house was on fire. When we got there there, there was nothing left to be saved. Ive never seen my father cry openly until that day. That was the house we all grew up in, and the house he built with his own two hands. He is to proud a man to ask for help and he would probably kill me if he found out im posting this. He and my mom are currantly living in the neighbours caravan on our lot with the rubble of our entire past, while im staying with a friend. All my fathers work was in that house, all his tools. He has now way of getting a job at his age and im not having any luck as im a freshly graduated matrick, with a uncompleted univercity record. I have prayed to God, each and every day my whole life, but I dont know if there can be a God anymore. Please send anything you can spare, until I can find a way to get us back on our feet.If you fear that this is a scam(I know that most are) Email me at JJStander8@gmail.com and ill send you pictures of whats left of our house. Thank you in advance.

I feel lower than low today, because the first time in my life I resort to charity, but its the only thing that I have left to try. A short while ago everything was fine. I was not rich by any means, but we got by on hard work and low expenses. For many years my father saved up to help me get an education and I went to university for my first year. Then these holidays I came home for the first time in a year. The next day while we were out visiting family, an extention leet shorted out and set our livingroom carpet on fire. We were phoned by the neighbor and told that our house was on fire. When we got there there, there was nothing left to be saved. Ive never seen my father cry openly until that day. That was the house we all grew up in, and the house he built with his own two hands. He is to proud a man to ask for help and he would probably kill me if he found out im posting this. He and my mom are currantly living in the neighbours caravan on our lot with the rubble of our entire past, while im staying with a friend. All my fathers work was in that house, all his tools. He has now way of getting a job at his age and im not having any luck as im a freshly graduated matrick, with a uncompleted univercity record. I have prayed to God, each and every day my whole life, but I dont know if there can be a God anymore. Please send anything you can spare, until I can find a way to get us back on our feet. I know there are many scammers using these sites so if you would like, I can send you some proof of whats happenned. Email me JJStander8@gmail.com and Ill get back to you as soon as I can get to another PC with internet acces.

hi my name is chris & i recently lost my job due to redundency & im not getting alot of help from the government, my son is ready to move into his own room, however; there is no carpet or drawers set or anything in there that he needs, the money my partner makes pretty much goes on all the bills, so times are hard. we have enough to get by but not enough to sort our house out as the bills eat all of our money. i thought id give this site a go as theres not alot else i can do as i dont wanna go into debt ever again. i know theres alot more worse off people out there than me, but id really appreciate alittle bit of help. thanks for reading & god bless.

I am a single mom going to school who needs financial help. I was laid off twice last year from two different jobs, and at the present time, I am working part time at a retail store and going to college part time in order to further my education and job prospects. I am in need of help to pay monthly bills because I am unable to get private education loans in order to help pay for living expenses. Since the credit crunch, private education loans are impossible to get, and unfortunately, I have already used what little financial aid I received in order to pay for my September expenses.

In addition, I was going to try and sell my home, however, I had my carpets cleaned a couple of months ago, and the carpet cleaners over wet it, so now I have mold. I have talked to a few lawyers, but they want to charge me $250 to $300 per hour in order to take my case. The carpet cleaning company also refused to give me a refund. Please help me, as I have one child who still lives with me at home, and if I lose my home, we will have no place to go and live. Anything would help, but I need a total of $4,000 to finish paying bills in October.

I am a single mom going to school who needs financial help. I was laid off twice last year from two different jobs, and at the present time, I am working part time at a retail store and going to college part time in order to further my education and job prospects. I am in need of help to pay monthly bills because I am unable to get private education loans in order to help pay for living expenses. Since the credit crunch, private education loans are impossible to get, and unfortunately, I have already used what little financial aid I received in order to pay for my September expenses, but now I am out of money.

In addition, I was going to try and sell my home, however, I had my carpets cleaned a couple of months ago, and the carpet cleaners over wet it, so now I have mold. I have talked to a few lawyers, but they want to charge me $250 to $300 per hour in order to take my case. The carpet cleaning company also refused to give me a refund. Please help me, as I have one child who still lives with me at home, and if I lose my home, we will have no place to go and live. Anything would help, but I need a total of $4,000 to finish paying bills in October.

Hello! Let me introduce myself. I am a professional actor, musician, director, producer, teacher, and model.... In addition to that I am recovering from two mental health diagnosis and am in a program specifically to help those with my condition rehabilitate from chronic homelesssness. I am blessed with affordable housing, medications, doctors, etc. but- Due to my doctors recommendatation of not holding a regular job- I am constantly strapped for covering even the most basic of my financial needs- food, toilet paper, etc. But, I can deal with that. What I have a hard time dealing with is the fact that I have so much more to offer this world- I have a vision for my life- I am not my illness. I want to open a live theater complex with resturants specifically to reach out to the starving artisits and at risk young adults and teach them how to take PRIDE in themselves- Persistence Responsibility Interest Dedication, and Enthusiasm. I know that there is someone out there who will take a risk, and believe in me. I know that there is someone who believes, like I do, that God has a specific purpose for me being here, and that it is time for that vision to happen. I would love help of any kind- money, car, food, you name it- I'm ready to quit struggeling and start building the dream that God has given me! I know every detail of what I need to do- down to the color of the carpet and who to have on staff... Now I just need to get out of this financial slump and start living the abundant life! Please help!

My name is Kelli. I am 34 years old, and I live in the great state of West Virginia. My childhood wasn’t all that great, and I never received life lessons. By the time I was 17, my credit was shot, and I was living with an undiagnosed mental illness. I have since gotten help and learned my own life lessons. I have 2 wonderful daughters, one of whom is autistic. I want them to have those happy memories that I never had. I am on a fixed income, and I abide by a very strict budget. My children will never know my worries because I wouldn’t want them to carry that burden with them. I learned how to fix my credit, and I bought us a home with the help of some government financing. My mortgage is the first bill I pay every month, and that never leaves much. With a fixed income, I will never be able to give my girls financial help, but I hope to teach them life lessons, so that they know the value of health, happiness, and a dollar. There are four things that I need help with, and I hope one day to somehow achieve all four. The first is to pay off our furnace. We still owe $1452 on our furnace, and as they did set me up on a payment plan, this payment causes me to fall behind on other bills and groceries. The second thing I want is a fence. My youngest daughter does not understand boundaries, nor does she recognize danger. She is cooped up inside most of the time because of this. I would love for her to be able to play freely and safely. Every child deserves this. The third thing that we want is carpet. Our floors, when we bought the home, are all hardwood, and not in great shape. They have become a danger, as my children sometimes fall down. The last and final thing that would improve our lives immensely is a car. Before we purchased our home, we lived closer to family and friends, but now we have a difficult time getting around. We live in a rural area without public transportation or taxi service. With these four things, our lives would be pretty close to perfect. Sounds simple enough, but seems like a far away dream. We appreciate anything that can be done. And I guess our most pressing need would be the payoff on the furnace. The other three things aren’t really detrimental, but would greatly improve our outlook on life. Thanks!

We are trying to save the world. Seriously. We want to start up an aquaponics business, and need $8500 to take advantage of a great deal on a little farmland. It comes out to 56 cents per square yard - less than cheap carpet! We grew our own starter seeds in our backyard garden, and I will send you a packet of mixed seeds in return for your donations toward the farm! Once we get our tilapia up to breeding age and have good demo systems available, we want to offer learn-ternships to anyone who wants to learn how to be self-sufficient.
If you can't help us, please help yourself. Learn about aquaponics and permaculture!

http://www.project-puppy.com/

For a loooooong time, I’ve wanted to adopt a puppy. We couldn’t have one when I was a kid (allergies, parents, etc.), then for a long time I lived in the city. I know, I know, there are plenty of city dogs and it’s quite possible to give them wonderful lives, but I just wasn’t sure my lifestyle would allow for that. Personally, for my ambition as a dog caretaker, I resolved not to seriously entertain bringing home a canine companion until I had a fenced yard that he could enjoy and relax in without being leashed or strictly supervised. Just under two years ago, I moved into my very first house, with a great big yard and a nice tall fence. Perfect, right?

Seemingly, yes. At first, the house needed a lot of work. The previous occupants had kept dogs, but were not terribly responsible about it. So, there was a lot of rehabbing to be done to floors, walls, woodwork and carpet. I really wanted to bring a puppy home, but I had to do it right. Have the infrastructure and resources all in place, really set us up for success, y’know? The plan was to adopt near the beginning of summer vacation (I’m a teacher), so we’d have plenty of time to bond, and train, and acclimate and play and socialize and... you get the picture. Things were looking good, and then... I lost my job.

Again, not wanting to leave the door open for failure, Project Puppy had to be postponed. I have a second (and now a third... and half a fourth) job, and some savings and other resources, so it’s not like I’m in real danger of becoming homeless. BUT, taking on additional, non-elective expenses right now wouldn’t be fiscally responsible. Unless, of course, I have help; that’s where you come in.

It occurs to me, that oftentimes in the community of dog lovers, that when someone has a litter or finds a stray or has to move, and looks to place their pooch in a home rather than abandon them to a shelter, they reach out to their networks of friends and fellow-dog-lovers. So often I’ve overheard the phrase, “Ohhh, I’d love to, but...” don’t have the space/money/time for another dog, the wife/husband/landlord would kill me, I’ll ask around... I know that many donate generously to the ASPCA and various rescue organizations, on top of whatever is spent providing furry friends with toys and treats galore. I thought that perhaps, some of these dog lovers who have already filled their own homes to capacity with paws and leashes, might be willing to contribute to keeping at least one pup out of “the system” and in a comfortable home; and Project Puppy was born.

If you’ve got the dime, I’ve got the time. The house is in order, the backyard is all set, I’ve done a fair amount of research and dogsitting. I’ve got a small network of dog-friends to socialize with and a reliable de facto sitter if I should ever need to travel out of town. The last missing piece is the available fundage to provide food, equipment, vet care, etc. I figure if I can scrape together $1000, that should be adequate for a years’ worth of normal care. Maybe a little more, considering the initial outlay of bowls and a leash and a bed. If you support the cause, and care to throw a dollar or two in the pot, I’ll squirrel these funds away specifically for this purpose, and every little bit helps. Like child support, except this child is kinda hairy and has really harsh breath and I will never ask you for a paternity test. If you can’t afford to donate, but know someone who would, maybe you’ll forward them a link so they can come read?

That’s about as far as I’ve thought this web plea through. My owner taught me not to beg, but I’ve a feeling that if enough people just read this site, I won’t need to. I’ll keep the site updated with how close we are to the goal, and hopefully once we succeed, pictures/videos/updates on the little guy’s progress. Thanks for your time, and your generosity!

http://www.project-puppy.com/