It seems like everything goes wrong for OH and I. We can never get a break when it comes to anything with finances.
We are so behind now, and it seems like forever until the trailer we bought is going to be done. We have to replace everything! First it was just the living room floor and a couple pieces of paneling where the windows had leaked. Then it turned into the whole house floor, the couple of pieces of paneling, and the WHOLE roof/ceiling!!

OH leveled it himself, but then we were told we couldn't do that and had to pay someone 1250.00 to level it. Then after they leveled it, OH realized the roof was crooked (OH's mom's boyfriend broke it but we thought leveling it would fix it), and that is costing us 1500+ dollars. Plus, the walls still aren't finished, we still have to put new siding on it because there are holes in that one everywhere and it leaks all over the place.
We were supposed to get lucky, it was an $800 trailer, and we figured about 3000 dollars and it would be finished. Now over 9000.00 into it, we realized we could have bought a brand new one.


Then we tried to do his taxes last night. The estimator thing (which I know we shouldn't have believed anyways) said he would be getting back about 3000$. We did it, and it wont let him claim me as a dependant ?!? even though he takes care of me/I live with him and am a full time student. And it is saying he will
owe almost 1800.00!!!



WHY does this always happen to us?!
We can never have anything good happen to us, always the absolute worse things! It just makes me sick to my stomach and I want to cry.
It seems like nobody will help us either. His credit isn't good because of his mother (she has a repo under his name, as well as tons of credit cards), and I dont have ENOUGH credit to get a loan or anything at the bank without a cosigner. However, nobody in my family has good enough credit to cosign for me, and his family just outright dont care about anyone but themselves.
I just want to give up on everything.
Now we have a baby coming anytime after three more weeks.
I feel helpless and like it was the wrong decision.
Then I feel guilty for saying that because I know we will love him to death, and I wouldn't give him up for anything.
I just feel...
