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I'm sitting here this 4th of July evening with a heavy mind and heart. These last few days have been so chaotic!! We had to move from where we were, and was told that she had spoken with the sheriffs department, and because we didnt pay rent, she could legally kick us out then, and that we had to leave. Which in all actuality, that was a bold faced lie because we had lived there for over a year so we had 30 days from the time we were told we had to be out. We were originally told that we had until the 30th to be out. Being as niave as I am, I took it for face value. She was however "nice enough" to give me until Wednesday @ 12 to be out so I would have a storage building to put ally furniture and things in. So frantically I pack the rest of my stuff, amd I'm able to get ally furniture out. My daughters and I spent all Tuesday and yesterday packing, and hauling things to our storage building, and to my mothers. My oldest 2 children were up over 24 hours, and I was up for 36 hours in total until I was able to sleep. My in-laws, amd my mother even allowed us to use their vehicles to pack things in your get out stuff outta there. Trying to save time, I sat things outside my stotage building knowing Y would be right back with another load. While i was gone, there there was a phone call made to the sheriff's department, and that point that's when I was told that what she was trying to do was illegal. There was an officer that showed up, and things were settled, and I had until 3 the next days to get the test of my stuff, and also clean the floors, and wipe everything down so I left it how it was when we moved in. When I made it back to my storage building someone had stolen practically all the stuff I had left. There was probably $300 of makeup, a whole garbage bag full of practically all our shoes, two electric heaters, $300 worth medical stuff, $375 worth of art supplies and coloring books, and a laundry basket full of irreplacable items.

This is my great grandmother's recipe for "stretching" a bar of soap. She kept a quart jar under the kitchen sink. Every tiny scrap of bar soap, too small to use, was put in the jar. When the quart jar was full of soap bits, she put them all in a large pot, covered the soap with water and let it sit until all the soap was melted. (Maybe a couple of days.) Then, she added 2 cups or more of water and "cooked" the melted soap over very low heat stirring occasionally until she had a nice liquid soap. Some was poured into clean empty ketchup bottles to use for hand washing. Some was poured into a quart jar and covered. It was used for washing dishes, mopping floors and cleaning kitchen counters. When money was tight, she used it for cleaning the bathroom. She liked to add about 1/3 cup white vinegar, hot water and "homemade liquid soap" when washing dishes, cleaning and mopping. After my Gma washed dishes in her enamel pan, she poured the hot soapy water into a bucket and mopped the kitchen and bathroom floors. Before pouring out that "good soapy water" as she called it, she used what was left to mop her back porch and steps.