Impossible
Idol 4
Impossible
Once upon a time, Katie was really excited about getting the new house. Her apartment was no longer working out. It had sounded so good on paper -- and the city had made such a big production about the amazing "artspace" apartments. As part of some grant program, the city had built these new rent-controlled apartments for artists to live downtown. You had to be an artist, but it did not matter if you drew pictures or danced ballet. It did not even matter if you made actual money from your art. The requirement was that you were actively producing "art." The rent was less than market rate, and there was studio space available to use for doing different artistic ventures.
What they did not tell you was that the apartment building manager was a crazy lady, who did extreme white-glove inspections on tenants she did not like. CL was cheerfully writing Katie up several times a month for her petty crimes: laundry on the floor, dirty refrigerator seals, dishes in the sink, cluttered living spaces. The basics of any struggling single mother's hectic lifestyle with three growing kids in a too-small apartment.
She had moved into the brand new apartment with two tiny children - Ryan was barely past the toddler stage and Bethy was barely starting to stand on her own. Bethy was not a mistake, but the relationship with her abusive father had been - he was such a jerk! After watching his taillights vanish down the highway, Katie dusted her life off and found the apartment.
Katie gazed up at the unfinished house and shook her head. It was supposed to have been finished a long time ago. She was supposed to be living here. This was **HER** house, dammit!
Some people have a magnet to attract mosquitoes. Some people seem to attract cats. Katie managed to attract Crazy Ladies with the power to ruin her life in their hands.
It was not ever Katie's plan to put her future into Bambi's hands. Considering the way Bambi hated her, that could never have happened. Shortly after Katie had been approved for the Habitat home, Lenny had a heart attack, retired, and Bambi was hired to take his place.
Lenny had suggested that a Habitat home would be the perfect answer to Katie's problems, when Katie was picking up her life once again. Katie had now sworn off men after escaping her abusive relationship with Kevin -- another relationship that had left her in tears, with multi-colored bruises and a new baby to raise.
Larry had been passionate about the mission of Habitat. Bambi was not particularly interested in the mission of the group, just the paycheck. She was paid for 20 hours a week, and that was all she worked. She was good at finding ways to schedule at least half on those 20 hours in "meetings." As many meetings as possible were held in bars or restaurants, because Bambi seemed quite fond of her beer. The only day she was willing to let anyone actually work on the house was Saturday, which slowed the building progress to a crawl. Katie's house had been "under construction" for over two years now, with no end in sight.
Impossible
Once upon a time, Katie was really excited about getting the new house. Her apartment was no longer working out. It had sounded so good on paper -- and the city had made such a big production about the amazing "artspace" apartments. As part of some grant program, the city had built these new rent-controlled apartments for artists to live downtown. You had to be an artist, but it did not matter if you drew pictures or danced ballet. It did not even matter if you made actual money from your art. The requirement was that you were actively producing "art." The rent was less than market rate, and there was studio space available to use for doing different artistic ventures.
What they did not tell you was that the apartment building manager was a crazy lady, who did extreme white-glove inspections on tenants she did not like. CL was cheerfully writing Katie up several times a month for her petty crimes: laundry on the floor, dirty refrigerator seals, dishes in the sink, cluttered living spaces. The basics of any struggling single mother's hectic lifestyle with three growing kids in a too-small apartment.
She had moved into the brand new apartment with two tiny children - Ryan was barely past the toddler stage and Bethy was barely starting to stand on her own. Bethy was not a mistake, but the relationship with her abusive father had been - he was such a jerk! After watching his taillights vanish down the highway, Katie dusted her life off and found the apartment.
Katie gazed up at the unfinished house and shook her head. It was supposed to have been finished a long time ago. She was supposed to be living here. This was **HER** house, dammit!
Some people have a magnet to attract mosquitoes. Some people seem to attract cats. Katie managed to attract Crazy Ladies with the power to ruin her life in their hands.
It was not ever Katie's plan to put her future into Bambi's hands. Considering the way Bambi hated her, that could never have happened. Shortly after Katie had been approved for the Habitat home, Lenny had a heart attack, retired, and Bambi was hired to take his place.
Lenny had suggested that a Habitat home would be the perfect answer to Katie's problems, when Katie was picking up her life once again. Katie had now sworn off men after escaping her abusive relationship with Kevin -- another relationship that had left her in tears, with multi-colored bruises and a new baby to raise.
Larry had been passionate about the mission of Habitat. Bambi was not particularly interested in the mission of the group, just the paycheck. She was paid for 20 hours a week, and that was all she worked. She was good at finding ways to schedule at least half on those 20 hours in "meetings." As many meetings as possible were held in bars or restaurants, because Bambi seemed quite fond of her beer. The only day she was willing to let anyone actually work on the house was Saturday, which slowed the building progress to a crawl. Katie's house had been "under construction" for over two years now, with no end in sight.