What can I say ? When we moved to Redmond for this Repo job I never knew it would be this hard. We moved in with my Aunt and Uncle at first because they allowed us to, they wanted to help us get on our feet. When we first moved in to their house, it was nice to be about family I haven't seen since I was a freshman in high school (2001). In the beginning we would all talk, laugh, and they would help me though the hard times of Brandon being gone. Over the course of a month we all became distant and angry. My aunt was missing her daughter who moved to cali. my uncle ignored the problems that were visible even to a blind person, and my cousin Nicole was the only I could find my self talking to. Problems became so bad that I started to go to my mom's house just to avoid the dirty looks, and hurtful texted comments from my aunts phone about me and my daughter. People need other people to vent to and so I vented to Nicole, Dustin, Brandon, My sister, Sam, pretty much anyone who would listen. I had and still have so much anger towards my aunt and my uncle that I wish that I can just get over. We lived there for about three months (maybe less) before both my Aunt's, Grandma, and Cousin Nicole took a trip to Cali to visit my aunt's daughter and there is when hell broke lose. My dear, caring brother asked my grandma why my Aunt say's thing's about his niece and me, and like always, my grandma blew everything out of per portion. To this day I do not know what was all said, only what my brother told me. I was in Washington visiting my sister when my husband called me and told me that my own uncle kicked us out... My thought was, "What the hell just happened?" How can a family member kick another family member out? To be honest, I did everything for them; I cooked, tidied up after the kids, did the dishes and most of all bought all the food that needed to be bought for the whole house. I have to say, it wasn't a surprise that they kicked us out, my aunt and uncle always pined me and my cousin against each other ever since we were little, now they seen me living there as me trying to take her place...So far from the truth. But through them kicking us out we ended up living with Brandon's bosses and let me tell you, these people mean the world to us both. All three of them. L, M, and T took us in when we had no where to go, they love us as one of there own, and most of all they don't hide how they feel from us. If we get on their nerves they tell us, if they need us to pitch in a bit more in the house, they tell us. This repo job might be a stressful one and at times depressing but it is worth getting to know these three amazing people and their families. Brandon and I have our up's and down's about this job but that is for another post. Until then, keep car payments paid and we will never go your way.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Family landed us here
What can I say ? When we moved to Redmond for this Repo job I never knew it would be this hard. We moved in with my Aunt and Uncle at first because they allowed us to, they wanted to help us get on our feet. When we first moved in to their house, it was nice to be about family I haven't seen since I was a freshman in high school (2001). In the beginning we would all talk, laugh, and they would help me though the hard times of Brandon being gone. Over the course of a month we all became distant and angry. My aunt was missing her daughter who moved to cali. my uncle ignored the problems that were visible even to a blind person, and my cousin Nicole was the only I could find my self talking to. Problems became so bad that I started to go to my mom's house just to avoid the dirty looks, and hurtful texted comments from my aunts phone about me and my daughter. People need other people to vent to and so I vented to Nicole, Dustin, Brandon, My sister, Sam, pretty much anyone who would listen. I had and still have so much anger towards my aunt and my uncle that I wish that I can just get over. We lived there for about three months (maybe less) before both my Aunt's, Grandma, and Cousin Nicole took a trip to Cali to visit my aunt's daughter and there is when hell broke lose. My dear, caring brother asked my grandma why my Aunt say's thing's about his niece and me, and like always, my grandma blew everything out of per portion. To this day I do not know what was all said, only what my brother told me. I was in Washington visiting my sister when my husband called me and told me that my own uncle kicked us out... My thought was, "What the hell just happened?" How can a family member kick another family member out? To be honest, I did everything for them; I cooked, tidied up after the kids, did the dishes and most of all bought all the food that needed to be bought for the whole house. I have to say, it wasn't a surprise that they kicked us out, my aunt and uncle always pined me and my cousin against each other ever since we were little, now they seen me living there as me trying to take her place...So far from the truth. But through them kicking us out we ended up living with Brandon's bosses and let me tell you, these people mean the world to us both. All three of them. L, M, and T took us in when we had no where to go, they love us as one of there own, and most of all they don't hide how they feel from us. If we get on their nerves they tell us, if they need us to pitch in a bit more in the house, they tell us. This repo job might be a stressful one and at times depressing but it is worth getting to know these three amazing people and their families. Brandon and I have our up's and down's about this job but that is for another post. Until then, keep car payments paid and we will never go your way.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
How we got here
My name is Jennifer Starline, I am a mother to one BEAUTIFUL two year old girl named Sabria-Lee June Starline. I have been married to my husband for almost five years now but we have been together for nine years. Before we had our daughter we would always joke about moving to Oregon to be closer to his side of the family but I never knew that it would become reality for us. We came to Oregon in May of 2010 to visit Brandon's family and while up here Brandon (my husband) decided to try his luck here for a job... Before we knew it he had a job interview and that interview changed our lives. No this is not how I became a repo wife but this is how my little family unit became Oregonians. Much to our surprise (after we moved here for that job) the job fail through. We used the last of our money to move us to Oregon, so we had to make the best of our terrible situation. Luckily Brandon's father and step mother allowed us to live with them and before we knew it Brandon landed a temp job. I hated the fact that the job he had landed was a night job and he was always to tired when he got home to do anything with our,then one year old. We moved away from everything we were used to, everything our daughter was used to, for a job he was promised and never go. Making the most of life was really hard to do when you hardly knew the people you lived with (at the time). As everyone well know's temp job's are called temp for a reason, within two months Brandon was "no longer needed" and was laid off. For almost two months Brandon looked for a job, but just like California, couldn't find one. Everyone at his dad's house was so supportive from his father to his siblings friends. We were happy for a time there but we needed to know what else was out there for us, so Brandon finally took my cousin Dustin up on his offer to become a repo-man. For the first month or so Sabria and I remained living at his dad's house, two hours away from where his repo company was stationed. I became really close to Brandon's step mom Terry and all his siblings and his nieces and nephews that it was a really hard decision to decided to pack up and move two hours away but it was worth it to be able to see my husband (when ever I could that is.). Moving over the hill was the worst and the best decision we have ever made... Stay tuned for my next blog and thanks for reading.
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