I went to a fledgling faith-based,artist/environmentalist commune. The woman who owned the house turned out not to be much of an environmentalist and certainly not someone suited to community life. She was paranoid and mistrustful and faultfinding.
It is no longer a community house. Her husband figured out that was a pipe dream after her behavior with just me and their family there, so there is no community house now. Also he said the area was full of thriving businesses and "now hiring"signs. A factory closed the week I moved in, and those signs disappeared very quickly. I went to the IL work one center and the search turned up 216 jobs in a 50 mile radius. The staff at the IL Work One center said that was extremely bad. It was a small enough town almost everybody had something in common and had high likelihood of knowing someone in common with an interviewer. I was an outsider.
I went back to where I came from, and my dad's violently insane wife verbally and mentally abused me, threatened me physically on a regular basis and eventually she declared me her "enemy" and the threats - no promises at that point - of physical violence got to a point I grabbed a few things and fled to a shelter.
I had just started a new job through a temp service,and had expected to leave and go to a hotel as soon as I got my first check, which was about a week and a half. Unfortunately, the job had a lull in business and sent me home early almost every day.
On my second of third check I left the shelter. The motel I planned to check into was full and closed early. I went to one down the street that costed a little more,and then found out about Forler's Motel. It is a weird hotel where there is no housekeeping or room service and You have to clean it from top to bottom yourself when you leave. They do not furnish any cleaning supplies, except a vaccuum.
So on the second week I moved there until the temp job service laid me off.I found out 2 hours before my shift ended that I was not to return until further notice. I arranged to return to IL and stay with a friend while job hunting, and did several job applications online. For some reason, every time I called after filling out an application, I was told they could not find my application.
The day before I left for IL, the job I had called me back. I went to IL anyway and returned for my shift on Monday. I did not have enough for a week in a hotel, but I stayed at the one I had originally wanted to go to that was full before, and that was owned by the same people as Forler's.
My dad stepped in on the one check-less pay day and covered my deposit and a week's rent in Forler's.
I would be fine now,except I will have all my stuff thrown away in Kewanee If I do not get there soon and get it out of where it is.
So I will be returning to IL again for a weekend and, on a shoestring, getting my things moved, but not to where I currently am.
I am applying for 3rd shift jobs in Champaign IL so I can be close to friends, have a social life, access to Amtrak rail and therefore Chicago when I want or need to go, and above all, get back to school to pursue the dreams and goals I have.
WHEW! What a roller-coaster ride, and it is not over yet. I will never give up though, that is for sure. Stay tuned for a happy ending because it IS going to happen.
Godspeed.
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