Post by aaron on Jul 26, 2018 10:14:48 GMT -9
So what happened to Aaron!??
this is a question that has come across my desk and inundated my emails for about a year and a half ever since I stepped away from paper mini making so many people wanted to know why well.... * sigh *
ok lets do this...
understand I am giving you the condensed version and leaving out lots of personal details:
in the Summer of 2014 I was living in San Antonio Tx, I had a big house, a nice job, my wife and kids were doing well and my two dogs were super happy. I was living the dream and life was good.
it started as friends, I met this guy he was cool, his wife was cool, his kids were the same age as my kids, life was good. we got pretty close with this family and thought things were pretty cool only no, the decent into madness wasn't slow .... his wife was actually crazy and was running a sex cult, yes I said sex cult. She divorced her husband and told me that she had a revelation from God that she was supposed to give birth to the new Messiah and I was supposed to be the father. God had spoken and this is how it was supposed to be... when I didn't respond in the way she though I should she started stalking me, then when she couldn't do it she got her thugs and minions who went as far as breaking into our house .... Let the stalking and crazy late nights with the police begin !! whoo hoo!! I have left out a boat tone of information about this but DAMN it was crazy and I was still making models in this time. this stalking and wackos coming after us all over the place never really stopped and even as I write this I am looking over my shoulder as things got ... insane!! this would contribute to us wanting to get the heck out of San Antonio..... obviously
2015, I still remember the day where I was standing in the kitchen when my wife came down the stairs and collapsed in a heap at the bottom sobbing uncontrollably. she had just gotten off the phone with the Dr's in Sacramento who had informed her that her mother had contracted Pancreatic cancer. she had been given a week or so to live. My wife (here after referred to as Trish) didn't know how to deal with the situation. I was the one who got on the phone arranged everything and sent Trish out to Sac town to pick up her mom and get her out of the Nazi medicine that they have there. (seriously in California Ivory , my Mother in law though I hate that term because I loved her very dearly... anyway she had Kizer and if you are familiar with Kizar you know she wasn't long for this world even if she had a hang nail)
Trish flew out to Sacramento and collected her mother. this of coarse caused a huge rift in her family as the other siblings (who couldn't be bothered to help her in any way ) were now suddenly upset that Trish was the power of attorney over Ivory and her whole estate. not that there was that much but still they wanted their cut. sick just sick.
once Ivory was in San Antonio with us I should have started hearing the click click click of the roller coaster pulling us up to the first really big drop.
so I started caring for Ivory because Kizer had been trying to kill her. my first big job was to get her back to some kind of normal health and get her off the hallucinogenic drugs that they had her on. Soon I realized that I wouldn't be able to work full time and care for Ivory. this was all about the time I was re-launching my Temporum Oblitus Kick starter (for those of you who are playing along) ok So it was the first of many Super Hard decisions. I quit my job and our family dropped to one income. Trish is a collage professor so she makes ok money but she teaches online so her income isn't what it could be.
2016 ....So my caring for Ivory became a labor of love and it was a 24 hour a day thing. between Dr appointments, pharmacy visits and Chemo treatments sprinkling in 24 hour stays in the emergency room, I didn't have time for anything or anyone else including myself and I started to get sick. I wasn't sleeping well or eating often enough and when I did it was crap, so I started gaining weight. all in all it was a rough time. and my mother in law started getting better. she was put on some experimental drugs that were really helping hold the cancer at bay. until one day two years later she was given a clean bill of health the cancer was gone. the elation and excitement was had by all.
2017
Along the way my lovely wife and I decided that she needed a setting for her second book, so she started looking at the Texas coast down by Corpus Christi and found like everywhere along the coast the cost of housing was insane ... that being said she stumbled into a little place called Rockport. where the housing was really decent and the prices were pretty on par with where we were living, so we went down to check it out. a few phone calls later and we were talking to a realtor about getting the house of our dreams right there on the coast!! how awesome. with little discussion among the fam we made some inquiries and so they checked the credit and all that but one thing that we didn't know about was they were going to check with our land lord.... oops. he called me up out of the blue and congratulated me on the purchase of my home and was super excited to get his house back because they were going to be moving back in after our month was up.
that was the click and the drop, the roller coaster had begun in full.
we had a month to move a huge house with 5 people that we had been living in for 3 years and no where to go.
We launched into a frenzy of home shopping and my wife and I spent 4 days living out of my car in Rockport looking for houses. I mean everything that could go wrong went wrong there were delays the realtors couldn't find the houses we had people chase us off a property that wasn't' theirs and we had to get the police involved it was NUTZ !! but after all that madness we found a house on Clair street and things progressed rapidly, only as soon as we said we want to buy this house there were TONS of people and agencies that crawled out of the wood work wit their hands out! money money money, there was inspection this and evaluation that and so one and so forth and our realtor made the mistake of telling our situation to the sellers so they knew we were over a barrel and just stopped working with us making us pay for EVERYTHING !! we should have just walked away but we were already in so deep that we were just going to bite it and finish the deal. everything was moving now rapidly and we were fastly approaching the end of the month, the escrow date was set and things seemed to be going well until it came time for the loan to go through. everything was fine we were all on board and then boom ! the Donald happened. one of his first F U to the american people was to change the lending laws in a big way. instead of instituting like a normal person he did it effective immediately and it put our loan on hold until the back could sort it all out and find out if they were in compliance.... escrow date came, escrow date went and still we were in a perma holding pattern. we were out of money, out of time, and out of luck, we canceled the deal because the banks told us it could be another 6 months before they would be able to figure this out. we lost about $15k in the deal and had NOTHING to show for it but about a week of living in a car. Needless to say there are SOOOOO many things wrong with the home buying process that it's probably criminal. anyway now we were screwed and it was time to find a rental.
Good luck finding a house with 5 bedrooms and two bathrooms in Rockport..... or anywhere in that area and San Antonio was out as the market had fluctuated as it does in the three years we were there and now with no money and one income we would be forced into the ghetto.
That wasn't an option.
So we kept looking until we found this one little crappy pink house in Rockport it was going through a rental company which was good because we were SOOOOOOOO done with land lords ! I have had more than my fair share of insane and abusive Land Lords. it had three bedrooms ish.... so my son ended up in the garage and we ended up only haveing 3 days to move and clean .... with no money.
I pulled into rockport with the last load at 4 am on Sunday night. the next morning was the 1rst of the month. we made it out. with a collective sigh of relief we had a place to stay for a few years hopefully. the house was a cracker box and so most of my stuff including my computer, printer and all my model making stuff went into storage along with most of our lives. we lived like those tiny home people with just the absolute basics.
My wife finished up her second masters in Forensics so now she was done with school and all her student loans were going to come crashing down around her... also there was the fallout of her studies that would come back to hit me like a wrecking ball.
but the most notable thing was Nana started not feeling well again. and sure enough the cancer was back. and in a very short time she passed away. this was in 2017 so she lived for three years past here one week death date.
then my daughter told me that she hated the ocean and hated living in Rockport and hated me for bringing her there and hated.... well she just hated.
Trish in the course of her studies had started talking to someone (who shall remain unnamed as he is all to easy to find) they started being "friends" and Im sure you can see where this is going. well so could I so before there was any infidelity I told her I loved her enough to let her go.
we filed for divorce and it would be final in sept (my birthday ) of 2017 it would be interrupted in the most violent way.
I spent the last of my money to get a sail boat a beautiful 43 foot endeavor and I loved her! I moved on the boat with all my stuff still in storage.
and then Harvey.
August 26th 2017 a category 5 Hurricane Harvey hit Rockport Texas and a long with my boat, my stuff and everything but my kids my dog and my car were destroyed.
August 27th 2017 i'm homeless, unemployed about to be divorced and no hope of things getting better.
in the coarse of three months I lost everything, Ivory died, my wife left me, my kids hated me, my boat was destroyed, my storage was gone, all I had left was the cloths on my back and my PT cruiser which carried me back to San Antonio to get away from Harvey with my two kids and my dog in a Hotell that was being paid for by my folks.
a week later im back in rockport to singe the divorce in front of the judge and it's done.
I spent the next few nights in my car with the kids the dog and my now X wife.... awkward to be sure. you may be asking what about the guy that she left you for... ya when he found out she had no money he dropped her like a hot rock. sooooooo that happened ... he was a duchbag to be sure.
My sister In Utah found out that we were all in pretty desperate shape and told me that she had this old motor home and would bring it down if I wanted it. Of coarse I said yes I would be stupid not to. and so they drove it down and flew back to Utah. I moved us all onto the motor home now named Abby (it works on two levels) I drove the family to southern California where they set up home there and I got a job working for the county parks here in Oregon on the coast and that's where I am right now typing this on a super cheep laptop. My son decided he hated living in So Cal and decided to move to Oregon with his old man and my X and I decided the whole divorce thing was stupid and we should get re married * insert Ed sheerins Happier here * and now I am on the other side of the country trying to rebuild my life with what little I have. living in the woods in an RV advraging about $400 a month and just trying to make it all work.
So ya that's my life in a nutshell..... there's soooo much more to tell but that's the basics of what happened to me and why I kind of stopped making models. I still want to but I have a lot going on. I do some stuff from time to time but all in all that's the long and short of it.
this is a question that has come across my desk and inundated my emails for about a year and a half ever since I stepped away from paper mini making so many people wanted to know why well.... * sigh *
ok lets do this...
understand I am giving you the condensed version and leaving out lots of personal details:
in the Summer of 2014 I was living in San Antonio Tx, I had a big house, a nice job, my wife and kids were doing well and my two dogs were super happy. I was living the dream and life was good.
it started as friends, I met this guy he was cool, his wife was cool, his kids were the same age as my kids, life was good. we got pretty close with this family and thought things were pretty cool only no, the decent into madness wasn't slow .... his wife was actually crazy and was running a sex cult, yes I said sex cult. She divorced her husband and told me that she had a revelation from God that she was supposed to give birth to the new Messiah and I was supposed to be the father. God had spoken and this is how it was supposed to be... when I didn't respond in the way she though I should she started stalking me, then when she couldn't do it she got her thugs and minions who went as far as breaking into our house .... Let the stalking and crazy late nights with the police begin !! whoo hoo!! I have left out a boat tone of information about this but DAMN it was crazy and I was still making models in this time. this stalking and wackos coming after us all over the place never really stopped and even as I write this I am looking over my shoulder as things got ... insane!! this would contribute to us wanting to get the heck out of San Antonio..... obviously
2015, I still remember the day where I was standing in the kitchen when my wife came down the stairs and collapsed in a heap at the bottom sobbing uncontrollably. she had just gotten off the phone with the Dr's in Sacramento who had informed her that her mother had contracted Pancreatic cancer. she had been given a week or so to live. My wife (here after referred to as Trish) didn't know how to deal with the situation. I was the one who got on the phone arranged everything and sent Trish out to Sac town to pick up her mom and get her out of the Nazi medicine that they have there. (seriously in California Ivory , my Mother in law though I hate that term because I loved her very dearly... anyway she had Kizer and if you are familiar with Kizar you know she wasn't long for this world even if she had a hang nail)
Trish flew out to Sacramento and collected her mother. this of coarse caused a huge rift in her family as the other siblings (who couldn't be bothered to help her in any way ) were now suddenly upset that Trish was the power of attorney over Ivory and her whole estate. not that there was that much but still they wanted their cut. sick just sick.
once Ivory was in San Antonio with us I should have started hearing the click click click of the roller coaster pulling us up to the first really big drop.
so I started caring for Ivory because Kizer had been trying to kill her. my first big job was to get her back to some kind of normal health and get her off the hallucinogenic drugs that they had her on. Soon I realized that I wouldn't be able to work full time and care for Ivory. this was all about the time I was re-launching my Temporum Oblitus Kick starter (for those of you who are playing along) ok So it was the first of many Super Hard decisions. I quit my job and our family dropped to one income. Trish is a collage professor so she makes ok money but she teaches online so her income isn't what it could be.
2016 ....So my caring for Ivory became a labor of love and it was a 24 hour a day thing. between Dr appointments, pharmacy visits and Chemo treatments sprinkling in 24 hour stays in the emergency room, I didn't have time for anything or anyone else including myself and I started to get sick. I wasn't sleeping well or eating often enough and when I did it was crap, so I started gaining weight. all in all it was a rough time. and my mother in law started getting better. she was put on some experimental drugs that were really helping hold the cancer at bay. until one day two years later she was given a clean bill of health the cancer was gone. the elation and excitement was had by all.
2017
Along the way my lovely wife and I decided that she needed a setting for her second book, so she started looking at the Texas coast down by Corpus Christi and found like everywhere along the coast the cost of housing was insane ... that being said she stumbled into a little place called Rockport. where the housing was really decent and the prices were pretty on par with where we were living, so we went down to check it out. a few phone calls later and we were talking to a realtor about getting the house of our dreams right there on the coast!! how awesome. with little discussion among the fam we made some inquiries and so they checked the credit and all that but one thing that we didn't know about was they were going to check with our land lord.... oops. he called me up out of the blue and congratulated me on the purchase of my home and was super excited to get his house back because they were going to be moving back in after our month was up.
that was the click and the drop, the roller coaster had begun in full.
we had a month to move a huge house with 5 people that we had been living in for 3 years and no where to go.
We launched into a frenzy of home shopping and my wife and I spent 4 days living out of my car in Rockport looking for houses. I mean everything that could go wrong went wrong there were delays the realtors couldn't find the houses we had people chase us off a property that wasn't' theirs and we had to get the police involved it was NUTZ !! but after all that madness we found a house on Clair street and things progressed rapidly, only as soon as we said we want to buy this house there were TONS of people and agencies that crawled out of the wood work wit their hands out! money money money, there was inspection this and evaluation that and so one and so forth and our realtor made the mistake of telling our situation to the sellers so they knew we were over a barrel and just stopped working with us making us pay for EVERYTHING !! we should have just walked away but we were already in so deep that we were just going to bite it and finish the deal. everything was moving now rapidly and we were fastly approaching the end of the month, the escrow date was set and things seemed to be going well until it came time for the loan to go through. everything was fine we were all on board and then boom ! the Donald happened. one of his first F U to the american people was to change the lending laws in a big way. instead of instituting like a normal person he did it effective immediately and it put our loan on hold until the back could sort it all out and find out if they were in compliance.... escrow date came, escrow date went and still we were in a perma holding pattern. we were out of money, out of time, and out of luck, we canceled the deal because the banks told us it could be another 6 months before they would be able to figure this out. we lost about $15k in the deal and had NOTHING to show for it but about a week of living in a car. Needless to say there are SOOOOO many things wrong with the home buying process that it's probably criminal. anyway now we were screwed and it was time to find a rental.
Good luck finding a house with 5 bedrooms and two bathrooms in Rockport..... or anywhere in that area and San Antonio was out as the market had fluctuated as it does in the three years we were there and now with no money and one income we would be forced into the ghetto.
That wasn't an option.
So we kept looking until we found this one little crappy pink house in Rockport it was going through a rental company which was good because we were SOOOOOOOO done with land lords ! I have had more than my fair share of insane and abusive Land Lords. it had three bedrooms ish.... so my son ended up in the garage and we ended up only haveing 3 days to move and clean .... with no money.
I pulled into rockport with the last load at 4 am on Sunday night. the next morning was the 1rst of the month. we made it out. with a collective sigh of relief we had a place to stay for a few years hopefully. the house was a cracker box and so most of my stuff including my computer, printer and all my model making stuff went into storage along with most of our lives. we lived like those tiny home people with just the absolute basics.
My wife finished up her second masters in Forensics so now she was done with school and all her student loans were going to come crashing down around her... also there was the fallout of her studies that would come back to hit me like a wrecking ball.
but the most notable thing was Nana started not feeling well again. and sure enough the cancer was back. and in a very short time she passed away. this was in 2017 so she lived for three years past here one week death date.
then my daughter told me that she hated the ocean and hated living in Rockport and hated me for bringing her there and hated.... well she just hated.
Trish in the course of her studies had started talking to someone (who shall remain unnamed as he is all to easy to find) they started being "friends" and Im sure you can see where this is going. well so could I so before there was any infidelity I told her I loved her enough to let her go.
we filed for divorce and it would be final in sept (my birthday ) of 2017 it would be interrupted in the most violent way.
I spent the last of my money to get a sail boat a beautiful 43 foot endeavor and I loved her! I moved on the boat with all my stuff still in storage.
and then Harvey.
August 26th 2017 a category 5 Hurricane Harvey hit Rockport Texas and a long with my boat, my stuff and everything but my kids my dog and my car were destroyed.
August 27th 2017 i'm homeless, unemployed about to be divorced and no hope of things getting better.
in the coarse of three months I lost everything, Ivory died, my wife left me, my kids hated me, my boat was destroyed, my storage was gone, all I had left was the cloths on my back and my PT cruiser which carried me back to San Antonio to get away from Harvey with my two kids and my dog in a Hotell that was being paid for by my folks.
a week later im back in rockport to singe the divorce in front of the judge and it's done.
I spent the next few nights in my car with the kids the dog and my now X wife.... awkward to be sure. you may be asking what about the guy that she left you for... ya when he found out she had no money he dropped her like a hot rock. sooooooo that happened ... he was a duchbag to be sure.
My sister In Utah found out that we were all in pretty desperate shape and told me that she had this old motor home and would bring it down if I wanted it. Of coarse I said yes I would be stupid not to. and so they drove it down and flew back to Utah. I moved us all onto the motor home now named Abby (it works on two levels) I drove the family to southern California where they set up home there and I got a job working for the county parks here in Oregon on the coast and that's where I am right now typing this on a super cheep laptop. My son decided he hated living in So Cal and decided to move to Oregon with his old man and my X and I decided the whole divorce thing was stupid and we should get re married * insert Ed sheerins Happier here * and now I am on the other side of the country trying to rebuild my life with what little I have. living in the woods in an RV advraging about $400 a month and just trying to make it all work.
So ya that's my life in a nutshell..... there's soooo much more to tell but that's the basics of what happened to me and why I kind of stopped making models. I still want to but I have a lot going on. I do some stuff from time to time but all in all that's the long and short of it.